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***SOME MONTHS LATER***

Lord Xander came out of his room, fully dressed for his outing. Axel and Davie, his newest personal guard stood side by side by the door, ready to escort him to the carriage.

He took the stairs gently, lifting his black long cloak slightly. He looked up and saw his Aunt, Madam Nadine, waiting for him.

He stared at her for a while, looked away as he got closer. "Is everything ready for my journey?"

"Yes, my Lord. Are you okay?" Madam Nadine asked, looking straight into the young man's face.

Xander breathed in and stared down, he shook his head and stared back at the old lady. He would be lying if he told her he was fine.

No. He was not. He was greatly disturbed. Frustrated, but then, he was tired of keeping everything to himself, he was tired of not having anyone to tell his mind.

"Xander...you know you can always talk to me." Madam Nadine said, hoping he would not shone her away.

"It's been five months without her, and it seems like eternity." Xander sa