"[b]You are welcome, it's been my pleasure.[/b]" was all Dorian managed to get out before she left, once again taking with her his breath. Leaving him alone with only the faint hint of her lingering scent upon the now ever colder air under the dazzling starlight of this auspicious evening.



'Should fate be so merciful as to allow for us to meet again, I would give anything for that chance'

Amongst all else those were the departing words that resonated within him. She seemed sincere, no she was sincere and the words were kind and alluring, so why the soft rejection? He pondered on it not for long as he instead dissected the words with disregard to their meaning.

[b]"I should not be as so foolish to leave my destiny up to the mercy of fate. For one, I have learnt fate is not merciful. And two, my path and my future is dictated by me, not chance nor by any one else!"[/b] Alone on the balcony he releases the affirmation mantra into the cold night air, like a sworn vow sent to remind, challenge and defy the gods themselves.

With a sigh caught between displeasure and an appreciative admiration, a smile won out the battle on his face as he thought about the vanishing girl. It was not long before the rhythm of work took hold in his mind but regardless of what took place there was a section reserved to admire her and the unknown.

He would deal with devils just to know more about her, but luckily for him he hadn't the need. He already had a lead, the one person shared in common between them. Mrs. Eggard, not quite as bad as an unholy spirit from hell, mostly.

When the night is over he will seek her out in casual conversation for answers about the mysterious woman's name, location and occupation.