Ireena could feel the weariness in her bones. The night had been filled with terror and the adrenaline that fueled any human to survive. The lack of sleep was weighing down upon her but was neglected to follow her protector through their new and unexplored surroundings. The woman was no stranger to the surroundings, though she found herself wondering the last time she had occupied these desolate walls. The thought almost made her laugh. That damned brother of hers loved to bring women here and the last time she visited the moans of his toy, at the time, could be heard as clear at church bells and sounded like a wounded bear.<br/><br/>She recalled cooking up something for Leo in this very kitchen. A hand reached out to skate across the cold, smooth, and dusty surface of a nearby counter. Sir Leo deGrey, her one and only. In that moment and hand idly cupped at the spot upon her neck that was sampled by Strahd, himself. From the lower floor to the upstairs, it proved a breath of fresh air to not have come across anything life-threatening, as of yet. Upon reaching the first floor her feet walked her over to one of the rooms by natural instinct. The moonlight peeking through the cracks between the boards was enough to make out the furnishings of the room.<br/><br/>Here it was. Here is where Leo graced her with the gift of their precious twin daughters. The hours of love exchanged were the most heartfelt moments of passion that she had ever experienced in her life. No man in the forlorn town of Barovia possessed the kind and honorable demeanor that the father of her children possessed. Upon never returning, no male held the spark to dull Leo's absence and quell the ache of missing her baby girls. After reliving the memories of Leo once more, she followed in the footsteps of Andrei. "We could<i>both</i>use the rest, Andrei."