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"Sometimes I wonder," she said with a teasing grin that played along the entire length of her lips. She and Aaron's ideals mixed together no better than oil and water...she often felt frustrated by the secrecy of her private life lest it earn the fire and brimstone of Aaron's old-fashioned ways. She loved her brother, and was confident he loved her in return, but the stubbornness of him made her question whether or not he'd be able to look beyond her sins and love her the same way.
 
Her head shook as she replied, "No I only arrived a few weeks ago. He and I left our home together but I parted off with another male along our journey." She abstained from mentioning His name aloud. A mewl of frustration whispered in the back of her thoughts...the ghost of Marcus's memory muttering from the darkness she kept locked away so long as she remained awake. "But when the famine struck I was forced to come here...and I was lucky to find Aaron again. He'd already established his lovely little Kingdom before I arrived."