Out of the corner of her eye she examined the man she had been in love with for more than half her life. It was different than it used to be, but she could still feel the remnants of the emotion that caused more headaches throughout history than any other. Vengeance had nothing on the power of love. There was a time when she would've been willing to run away with him forever. Would've walked away from the Dark Lord even. How strange the changes that time could bring. Knowing what she knew, recognizing for perhaps the first time in the past twenty years that she cared for Augustus initially out of nothing but sheer desperation marred the sweetness of those old memories and feelings. Or maybe it was simply the added benefit of growing older and being able to see clearly.