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  1. [03:14:45] A chill ran up the woman's spine, despite her being colder than any breeze could manage in these parts, and she would keep her eyes on Adrian with an expression of uncertainty. This moment? Was unexpected.The confusion and discomfort from the situation with Mai was lost to her and just a thought in the back of her mind. With a step forward the woman walked forward to stand alongside him, and stare down at the body in the casket.She had originally intended for this to be the body of Morgan, to use this and see her Lord return in all of his vibrancy and eccentric life. Never once would she have expected it to be used on her.The guilt weighed on her heart, but she wouldn't turn down his good grace. Adrian was giving her a chance that she couldn't turn down knowing that he would not accept Morgan's return.And with a small motion the woman would walk forward and give the man a hug. Slender arms, long sense having lost their weight and true structure, wrapped around his neck in a cold embrace that only lasted the moment before she would step away.Embarrassed, but smiling brightly."Thank you for this chance, Lord Montbell...I....am without words...This is far more than I would have expected you to do for someone. An undead, especially one of Morgans, to be given this blessing is...."She sounded like she was tearing up despite the inability to do so. The Necromancers voice breaking occasionally, conveying the emotion in her voice, and she had to clear it several times as she stifled a sob.Not wanting to embarrass herself any more by making those ugly noises, of course."It is beyond my imagination. You are a great person, Lord Montbell."
  2. (Ceres Aine)
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