It was not until some minutes after she was sure he was gone that Dasha allowed her face to fall, her beautiful features contorted in an expression of agonized grief. "I hope he will make you happy, Adrushka," she whispered to the empty air and, in a moment of private weakness, hid her face in her hands. She made no sound, but for a long time, her body shook with silent sobs, and blood red tears trickled down her cheeks, staining her fingers and dropping one by one to the floor.