Kapri found herself staring down at the decimated county from the highest tower on the estate. Her gaze, it was cold and distant as she surveyed the ruins of the area due to a perverse obsession of that woman. The things she saw, it made her stomach ache and she wasn't even sure what Lord Dazriel would do if he were to face Velmuth, the man who pretended to be Lirael to take her heart in the first place.
Lord Dazriel voice cutted through the silence, "You made quite the mess, Lady Kaprice," he muttered as he stepped beside her to share the view as a cigarette lingered in his mouth. He leaned against the stone ledge with his gaze following hers down towards Jugo walking through the shattered land. "I'm sure you're quite happy to see your boyfriend."
