"Mm." Leonidas leans his chin on his hand as he lounges on his velvet chaise lounge. The mansion is beautiful and open, decorated to the owner's tastes a well as befitting the history of the manor. His long, silky hair billows in the warm breeze floating in through the open windows. The sounds of the town echo below: people working, laughing, and living...but here, it's very silent. Marriage. Something that was once something to look forward to, but now... It all just feels so empty now th...