A/N: Yep, same drill. Nope, Jason still hasn't replied.

Naxxus looked acrossed the room, to see her friend laying prone on the sofa, with her hands over her eyes. She watched her silently, and wondered what she was thinking.

As if she could not tell, but she tried never to invade Eliah's thoughts as much as she could. She had done enough of that before, and certainly felt, that this time, she would not be welcomed within Eliah's mind.

No, it was best to stay out, and allow whatever her friend was thinking, and most likely feeling, to be private. She knew that eventually, Eliah would tell her what was there, and she need but wait for that moment.

Naxxus, could be quite patient when the need arose.

She went back to her parchment, and let the quill drag slowly over it. She wrote for some time, before she heard a familiar sigh from behind her.

"Yes, Eliah?"

The sigh came again, followed by the sound of pacing. She looked up from her writing, and watched Eliah moving back and forth in front of the fireplace. She had never seen her look more fretful, or even, worried. The only emotions she could pinpoint to Eliah, was anger and rage.

And, she had seen both of those that very evening. At her wedding, no less.

Naxxus watched her for a long moment, then rose from the desk, and went to stand in front of her. Eliah stopped pacing, long enough to smirk at her, and moved around her, and continued to pace. It must have been quite bad, to keep her in this perculiar state.

She heard the long drawn out sigh again. It was time, she thought tiredly, to find out just what the trouble was. Her patience, had run out.

"Eliah, what is bothering you?"

Eliah came to a sudden halt and whirled around to face Naxxus. Upon the pale, slightly flushed face, was rage...cold, deep rage.

Naxxus grinned.

"How dare he! How dare he! What did he think could be gained by such horrid remarks?" Eliah snarled angrily, "And, about my husband?"

Naxxus grinned a bit more, but remained silent. One had to allow Eliah Knight, no, Malfoy now, to go on, and then run out of steam, before saying anything. That just was the way things were done, and who was she to change them?

Naxxus waited, continuing to grin at her friend, and knowing full well, the the venting she was doing, had only just begun.

"Called Lucius and 'old man!' Who is he to say that, when he cannot be less then eighty?" she fumed and paced at the same time.

Naxxus stifled a laugh, but still, she held her peace.

"Just because Lucius is thirty years older.." she stressed that word for good measure, and continued on, "That fool does not know what I want! I may be beautiful, I may be young, but I am not blind!"

Again, Naxxus stifled a laugh. Laughing, would only serve to anger Eliah more.

"As if Icarius Ridgely could be even half the man, that Lucius is!" she growled deeply, "He is a mad man, that is all there is to it!"

Naxxus watched her. Who was the mad man? She shifted her weight to the other foot, and grinned faintly. She could have sworn, that Lucius Malfoy, was the mad man...

"Icarius Ridgely is a pompous, vain and jealous ass, Eliah. You know this, as well as I do. He was only trying to anger you," Naxxus smiled coolly at her, "Lucius did not seem too worried about him, so why are you?"

Eliah's face went crimson at the remark, but she did not say anything. She continued to pace, fuming inwardly the whole time.

Naxxus sighed deeply. It seemed, that nothing would make Eliah feel any differently about the situation, so she did not push the subject of what Lucius thought. In time, Eliah would do that, herself.

"Lucius is..." Eliah stopped her relentless pacing, and came to a stop before Naxxus, "Well, he is a gentleman, and did not wish to embarass my Father."

Naxxus could not keep from laughing at that.

"When has a Malfoy male, ever been a gentleman? Did I miss that? I truly must have, since I have never seen it before...and certainly, not in Lucius Malfoy. Ah well, I suppose miracles can happen."

Eliah bristled with rage.

"Lucius is a true gentleman, Nax! I have seen it in him!"

Naxxus admired Eliah's defense of her husband. But how could one honestly defend a Malfoy?

She shook her head slightly.

Eliah crossed the room, and flung herself down on the sofa. She lay there, not saying anything, but then groaned loudly.

Naxxus raised an eyebrow to this. There was more to this behaviour, then just Icarius Ridgely being a stupid fool.

"What else is bothering you, my dear?"

Eliah sat up slowly, a new emotion flooded her face, having wiped the rage cleaning away.

She groaned again.

"Nax, I am worried."

"About what?" Naxxus asked.

The groan came again, but much more sad then anything.

"Pleasing him." she whispered softly, looking around her, as if someone could hear her, other then Naxxus.

Naxxus smiled at her.

"You will please him greatly. You already do, from how he looked at you tonight. Perhaps, you worry over nothing serious?"

Eliah's eyes watered, and the tears slipped slowly down her cheeks.

This, Naxxus thought in despair, was not a good thing.