• tab Liam had to get this letter to Margot. She just had to know,before he left this world,his feelings for her. He cared not of them being star-crossed lovers,or the seemingly divine intervention keeping them apart. All he knew was Margot Sinclair; all she knew were masquerade balls and burlesque.


    tab For,you see,Liam only knew her through these things; He'd seen her at the ball, without her mask,without the usual cheery smile on her porcelain face. Liam was taken back by her grace through tears,and,from that moment on,he vowed to protect her;Margot's heart wouldn't be broken again,oh no.And so,this set off a series of favors for her--guiding promiscuous men away from her,sending those with no love for her to the richer daughters of noblemen;yes, all in an effort to keep her glow,her laughter.


    tab tab Liam Moore rushed out of his rather shabby house,with a letter to inform Margot of his affections for her.Five months into doing such favors for her,he had realized he himself had the greatest want,no,need for her. Margot was in her lovely mansion,the one where the ball that seemed to screw fate over had occurred. With his top hat high on his head,a mask in one hand,letter in other,and a most lovely smile upon his face,Liam made his way to the Sinclair Estate. Alas,he was poisoned by the ever mysterious,ever handsome, Joeseph Romero. He,too,had a love for Margot. However,not letting love blind him,not living for it(as that is the way of fools,many wise men say,)Joeseph had the time to see through Liam,so he spiked his drink with a deadly potion.

    tab tab Liam lay dead at Margot's feet,with a letter in his hand. She picked up the letter,horrified at what was before her.
    tab tab tab My dearest,my Margot...