It has been a while, hasn't it, Annabell?

Pardon my absense. I was told you were absolutely worried. Forgive me, my daughter. I had to wander through the hells against the beast that had been trying to track you down. It sensed great power in you, a power not of war, but of love. It believed that this power had to be destroyed immediately.

I could not let this happen. I fought against it after falling into one of the traps it had set for you. I shall not describe the battle, nor the damage it inflicted upon me.

If it wasn't for my torture demon dragging me back to the Hell's Kitchen, only to give me more pain, I might never have made it back at all. Lady Eliana, however, managed to help nurse me.

I took the time I could off, away in a small room to help myself heal. Now I feel as if I'm ready to return to you...

It has been a while, hasn't it, Theodore?

Your absense had stung worse than a scorpion of Hell, and it depressed me so. I had no idea where you were, or if you were even alive. Only love could keep my hope alive, and spare your children from abortion. A spell was cast upon my womb to keep them in hibernation, to start growing upon your return, or to vanish upon complete confirmination of your death.

Now, I have morning sickness, and your return has brought me great joy.