#alittlewisdom

The memories were still there. Everywhere Betrayal went in the palace somehow reminded her of Eric. She supposed time would make it easier, but she wished it didn't hurt so much. It had been over a month since his death, close to two actually, but there were still times when the pain threatened to overwhelm her. She'd come back to check in with Emma and with Vengeance and Deception...and to pack up anything of Eric's that was still in her apartment. If she was going to move on, that was something she had to do.

After breaking down in tears for the third time in twenty minutes, she decided to have servants finish packing his things. Once a couple of servants arrived and she explained what she needed them to do, she headed out onto the palace grounds. She wandered a little aimlessly, subconsciously cutting a wide berth around Eric's grave. She soon found herself looking out across the lake. It was one of the few places she and Eric never spent much time, and subsequently, it was one of the few places where she felt she could take a deep breath. She gazed across the water and was surprised to see a boat moored at the dock. It hadn't been there the last time she was at the palace, and if memory served, there was only one god who would necessitate the presence of a boat anywhere on the palace grounds.