It was only when Alexandria reached the age of ten, did the couple end up going back to the Drear mansion. Having their daughter learn in the many secret rooms build into their home. Mainly for dangers, but in most cases they were used for other things. But upon returning home, the young witch was able to start making friends. Traveling so much it was hard to keep the ones she would make, though she really didn't mind all that much. The young purple haired girl knew how much more important it was to be with her parents, people with as much power as her parents would find it hard to find time for anyone but themselves. She was lucky in that regard for sure; besides other things most children wouldn't get with their parents.
She'd met a boy about her age, only 4 years older. Either way the two got along rather well, the boys name was Rocco Nebulous. His family was at the same class as she was; not that it mattered course to her, but he wasn't able to travel like Alexandria would. The two bonded over stories of her travels and simple things, it wasn't too long before Rocco and Alexandria were almost inseparable. She considered Rocco to be her best friend, they'd tell each other almost everything. Being normal as they could be for their class of course, still having obligations of their own. Even though their free time was mostly spent with each other, in one-way or another. As time went on it seemed the two could even some day marry, her parents could practically see it.
It wasn't as if they'd have to worry about their daughters future with Rocco at all, for the most part he came from a family that was financially stable. Even if the boy's parents were well known with their magic abilities, the two chose to make a living with playing music for the most part. It wasn't in common, but it was also rather strange to some seeing how magic could do that for them. Either way, there would be a crowd in the center of the city whenever the Nebulous family would play. The best way to gather the city was with music, even though there was a radio of sorts. It was never the same as hearing it in person though; perhaps that's why the family wouldn't leave, they'd have too much fun just playing simple soothing music. In a city running off families in the business side, it was rather stressful of course. But the little things like this really did keep the community together.
But once Alexandria reached fifteen things started to change. Being around the age that most would start looking for marriage, more eyes where on her than before. She just wasn't ready and Salem knew that, because he wasn't ready to see his daughter married off. Not after her mother was taken from a form of Scarlatina a few days after her own birthday, not making it past 97 years. Salem and Alexandria took it hard, seeing the woman they loved so much suffer for as long as she did. Wishing there could have been more done to save Corvina, but nothing seemed to help. They thought it was a simple illness that could have been fixed with magic and potions, but to the families dismay it had no effect.
It took several months for Alexandria and her father to even start attending social gatherings again. It was easier for them to deal with the pain alone and away from prying eyes, even if Corvina's death spread through the community for months. During that time though Alexandria played the grand piano, the one her mother taught her how to play on. It was a way to feel closer to the woman, playing songs Corvina wrote in her spare time. The young duchess to be took it upon herself to play as much as she could, especially when she noticed her father would come out of his room to listen. After a couple of days he began to play songs with her, finding a new way for the two to bond. A small bit of happiness for a father and daughter in a time of despair, it brought them closer and that was all that mattered.