The Chessboard Of Their Second Reunion.

~Four Years Ago.~

In the dimly lit corridors of a grand mansion, a loud crashing sound reverberated through the air, stealing the silence that had enveloped the house.

Circe, who had just returned home from a week’s long travel, furrowed her brow as she ascended the stairs, each step creaking beneath her measured weight. She knew exactly where the sound was coming from and why, for she had witnessed this scene play out before.

This time however, she could only but shake her head in pity. Even after all this time, he still hadn’t grown heart enough to detach himself from the painful things concerning his wife.

Truly saddening.

Reaching the top of the stairs, Circe followed the disturbance to a closed door – Noel's room. The door stood slightly ajar, allowing a sliver of light to escape and cast shadows on the walls. With a sigh and a heavy heart, she gently pushed the door open, revealing a disheveled room. The table lay overturned, its contents scattered haphazardly across the carpe