Jake stood at his nearest window. His eyes watched the few remaining stragglers gradually make their way into the Manor. Of each was dressed and of course each was coupled with someone else. That had always been one of Jakes greatest quirks. His need for companionship. He was envious of those that had what he struggled to truly comprehend.
"Are you ok Sir?" The guard asked.
"I am." Jake replied. He wasn't.
Jake was handed a small glass of dark whiskey. Jake had recently acquired a taste of hard whiskey. He had a glass a day, no more and no less. Just another byproduct of the past year of his endeavor to handle a threat to his family.
"Thank you." Jake softly replied.
Lady Silencia had been his compass. When hell broke lose, Jake always had a needle to guide him. Cerusia Shamalain had taken that roll until her death. Though he had longed hoped she would take up the roll once more upon his waking, Jake had learned a heart shattering truth about her. One that he kept to himself and hid from his sons... for now.
There of course had been Valae Heavenshield but again - the unfortunate circumstances of the past year had meant she was no longer his moral compass. If he could explain, he would. Yet pride prevented him from going back. He broke her heart... just as he broke everyone elses.
Then there was Ereza She served as the new Mal'ary'ush to the Noghri. Jake viewed her much like he viewed his Master. With the utmost respect. If she needed Jake, he'd be there just as he had for Lady Silencia. She was brutally honest with the Knight, even if he didn't like it. She spoke words only that needed to be spoken; nothing more. Just like Silencia.
"Sir, it is time." The Guard spoke.
"So it is." Jake said as he took a gulp of the whiskey.
Dear God... how Jake truly missed his Master.
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