Darius

And she wanted Darius to get close to her again.

And she had no idea what else Darius's last name could be.

Better to let Darius get involved from the ground up.

Things hadn't been easy for Darius in a very long time.

He wasn't sure just how well Darius had kept up with the times.

But of course Darius was taken, and she would never try to change that.

As yet, Darius hadn't been able to figure out who it was or why he came.

She had too much time to think about that night with Darius, and then the next morning.

Darius tried to get a new army but could not.

No way, and not only because she was Darius's daughter.

Through Darius' eyes they saw something rise up from the ground.

They should have gone the other way to reach Darius.

That was good, because Darius didn't know what to ask next.

Try as he might, Darius couldn't get away before dark.

Also, Darius' death would leave the show without a moral figure.

Darius started, as if he were coming out of a dream.

Maybe Darius had sent the friend here to help him out.

And then he would give her a way to contact Darius.

Darius got out of the chair and came toward her.

The world had changed, just not in the way that Darius thought.

Darius hadn't seemed like a man who would be in trouble with the law.

Darius got down and put his ear to the ground.

Why did it mean so much to her to have Darius this close, when she wasn't able to hear him?

He would be able to tell her Darius's last name and how she could contact him.

But he didn't draw her in the way Darius had.