It has been almost two weeks since Xanthippeia has seen or heard from Leodocus or his brothers.
In the past, this time of peace and normalcy would have been all she wished and strived for but now that she had it, it wasn't all it was cracked out to be. For one she was forlorn, Leodocus was slowly but surely consuming her every waking thought and her subconscious. It would get so bad that she'd wake up in the middle of the night and imagine he was laying there next to her. She would conjure up his face, the smile he would have and try to replicate the feeling she got whenever he touched her.
