Ah but there was someone that knew. Kind of hard not to when your room is straight across. There would be a light tapping at his door, like someone drumming their fingertips tenderly to get the attention of the restee within the room. Waiting patiently though not so well, was Winter, leaning a shoulder against the wall in all her very pallid glory. She was feeling worst for wear to say the least. But she had been 'missing' for a better of two days and she didn't want Lang to think she had ditched him. So out of her sick bed she crawled..just to see him.

"Peachie. I just..came to let you know I am still alive.." She gave a faint smile to him before departing the way she had came at a idle pace. She was really not looking forward to curling back into bed but maybe that was best for now..

She smiles weakly as he helps her though it took a bit to smile. She wasn't much in the smiling mood. Course not many tend to like to be smiling when they are sickly. She watched him open the door for her all gentlemen like and she ventures into her room. After a few steps she nods tenderly. "Thank you and I will. See you later.."

Rest Well.. She sighed heavily as his words echoed in her ears. Moving to the bed she settled down and just stared off at the roof. Too many things running through her head to make it a easy rest. Eventually she would doze off though, exhaustion getting the better of her.

Though their talk had left her a bit..well..shocked. And a bit ill at the fact she once again felt..used..she allowed what he wanted without much of any fight. In fact she hardly showed exactly what it had done to her that his sudden choice and 'lie of words' had done to her. It was all nicely bottled up with what was left of her past shattered heart. If anything it didn't really surprise her that much. Something always went wrong. And she was simply waiting for the day that he found someone else during the new 'transaction period.'

As harsh as it sounds, she was a bit sour at him but..she also understood. He was 'freed' from what she thought was a courtship. She would be his friend and assist in any way he wished. She would be the shoulder to cry on or kept at arms length. Whichever he deemed. Because truly..she had no other choice.

Her attention swerved from her thoughts as a ethereal butterfly settled on the tip of her nose. Her hand rose to it and she brushed it from existence, body shifting till she sat up and stood. Snatching up her cloak she moved to the door and exited, leaving the lair but for..where?

Lang..confused her. But then again part of her wondered if he knew if he was coming or going. But their talk had lead to a deeper understanding of each other. That night had been a long night..

First Lang and their little talk, leading her to confusion of her stance with him. Once he pulled her to him..then pushed her away..and now he was holding her with the warmth that she felt could protect her from the world. But he made clear he had made his decision and that..That left her warm and fuzzy.

After parting ways she went on her way to the local cartography, some scribed work done for him. Leaving with her pay she made her way to the marketplace in thoughts of buying something to spoil herself. It was then she met with ..mini icer and her mate and..her father" The meeting was interesting and once again she was confused. She had no idea where she belonged when she was told of the father figure. Was she also his child" She had actually been afraid to ask! Until Lang, who apparently had been sweeping the marketplace with a friend, had came over and asked for her.

She had family..and it was growing before her eyes. And even after Icer, their father, and Icer's mate had left..Lang took care into move her heart and even attempt to impress her. Not like he needed to. And as the night progressed into dawn, she found herself being carried home, unable to keep her eyes open..

She didn't even remember getting back to Icer's Lair. Or of Lang putting her into bed. But she woke up, less sore and though still sore, her heart was lifted.

Standing from her bed she moved to her vanity table and mirror she sat down to start to comb her hair out. Seeing her reflection she found herself smiling happier then norm. She was..dare she say...happy..

Question was..how long would it last?

2-3 days later after their arrangements of courtship..she kinda went on a busy spree. Not that she meant to. She had very little time to herself and even little time to see the man who had started to piece her shattered heart back together. It ate at her to not be at his side.

On the particular night she moved into the Icer's lair, so exhausted that her feet actually slid along the ground. She paused between her room and Lang's before turning to his door. The door was creeked open just enough to peek in, hoping he was sleeping and so she wouldn't wake him.

Op! He was up. And opps, she was caught! A soft crimson swept across her cheeks as she nudged the door open enough to poke her head in.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to barge in." She lingered outside the door as she looked at him. He looked as if he had been thinking. She nibbled at her bottom lip thoughtfully before speaking again. "I didn't mean to bug you either I just..wanted to see you..How..are you?"

She wouldn't lie. He had been running through her mind. She was worried deeply that her absences would strain their courtship.

Her head tilted as she watched his features. Realizing he didn't want to talk more on it she nods. As he finishes speaking she finally moves to sit aside him. Her hands where, oddly enough, tucked away in a pair of elbow length gloves and the rest of her in a gown that was hardly flattering. Reaching over she softly touched his elbow to let him know..if he did want to talk about it she would listen.

"I hope things grow all the more better for you dear.."

Her head tipped to nuzzle against his fingertips. "I'd like that.." Her arm snuck about the elbow of the arm she had touched and she slowly leaned to him.

"I hope you don't think ill of me for sneaking into your room. It was rather unlady like."She chuckled as she thought back on a few things. Well she didn't always act lady like did she? Out of curiosity she did attempt to sneak a peek at his room but she was rather sneaky about sneaking the peek hehe.

She blinked and grasped his hand tightly. "Lang..why' Why would you do that?" Suddenly she had a fear in losing him. Her eyes where on him and intensely so. Her face showed all her worry as if she where not trying to hide it. Of course she wasn't. She wouldn't hide anything from him.

"Lang...who..was this annoyance that you would go to brave even death to get rid of?"

Her hand rose to his hand as he stroked her cheek, fingers softly pressing to the back of his hand. His words did cause a smile but she still was worried. Was his past coming to bite him in the rear?

"Alright. But promise me, if there is anything I can do you will let me know..I want to be there for you Lang."

Winter had not been seen as much in a long while. In fact she was seen maybe for a few hours every week. Thinking Lang had..well..abandoned her..she secluded herself into a area far off from the lair. She still kept in contact with her twin but she barely spoke to anyone besides.

She busied herself with work..and nothing else. Just..woke.