The way was dark and foggy. The gondola slowly made its way through the murky waters as its rower, a young man in a tuxedo with green eyes and combed-back crimson hair, moved along. The woman who sat as the passenger had her head hung low. It was so low her dull-brown hair covered most of her lap.
"It's a shame… how you must come to an end so soon… my lady." The boy's voice so roughly broke the silence; one could swear the ripples in the water were created from it.
No reply came from the woman.
"Elise will miss her mother. And little Dinah… she will not know of her mother's legacy."
"Elise will morn in silence. She will not miss me… for what I have done… And Dinah… the only legacy she must know is that of herself and her sister's. Elise will lay the sturdiest titles for her."
As the boat drifted, an island came into view. Upon the island several trees grew, and they surrounded the remains of what looked like a devastated building. Then, the boat stopped at the island's edge, and the woman picked up her head, revealing the mark of a circled five-pointed star on her chest.
The boy then led his mistress to a courtyard and sat her down on a stone bench. It seemed like place of peace in the land of crumbled concrete around them.
"It's time… for you to fulfill your end of the contract, my lady. Do you wish to make you a swift, painless death?"
"Aiden," the woman murmured.
"Yes, my lady."
"May I ask you… one last request?"
"…Yes… my lady."
"…Look after Elise. Protect and care for her… until the end of her days!"
The young man looked down to her, and his lips formed a gentle smile.
"Yes, my lady."