Marco slams his fist on the desk, yelling, "Where the hell did that girl vanish to?" His shout makes the nearby guards jerk in surprise.
Stephen looking away from the papers he's been reviewing, raises an eyebrow. "What's all the fuss?"
"She's disappeared," Marco snarls, striding back and forth, restless as an animal in a trap. "It's like she just up and vanished."
Tilting his head, Stephen looks confused. "Odd. Aren't you supposed to sense her presence?"
"Can't deal with this anymore," Marco blurts out, sweeping his hair back with his hand. "Feels off, y'know? I can't feel her at all ."
"Could it be the rejection hit home?" Stephen suggests kicking back in his seat. "Stuff tends to simmer down after a bit. More so when you neither accepted nor rejected her."
Marco halts mid-stride,
