Ashla did not turn to face Sorish. She stood at the door, her hand now on the bronze knob. She felt more tears fall from her eyes. She knew her parents still loved her, it was how the rest of her family reacted. More than anything, Ashla wanted to know what family love was like. She knew that her uncle Monte had been fond of her, he laughed with her and trained with her... so why did he lie to her? Was love itself a lie? She had no clue. However, Sorish's words, buzzing in her head, caused her puffy eyes to keep shedding liquid. Julius entered her mind. Her beloved meant close to everything to her... and she had no idea where he was. Fulgur II was her first bloodline family she knew as a true Icebreaker. At first they got along, then revenge clouded both their minds. From there on out, even as the new king of Eiskalt, he been nothing but a jerk. Often times they and Julius disputed.
Ashla did not know what to say. She tugged at the blue, nixtella necklace her mother had passed down to her. It was her final confession of love to a helpless, frozen, crying baby before she passed on. Ashla never had a mother. Did Layla Rose spend her last seconds in guilt and tears? Ashla's father had tried his best, but died a depressed, hopeless drunk. Ashla barely remembered him, but she remembered hiding when her daddy came home screaming slain... and the laughs and giggles they shared when he chased her around the house to tickle and kiss his toddler daughter.
Ashla blinked the good and bad memories away. Several extra tears falling quickly, and sighed. The Icebreaker then replied to Sorish's request.
She turned the nob, "I'll let the monks know." With that, she exited the room, wanting to get away from it as fast as she could.