(Anya quietly nods as Dmitri came in through a hidden servant passageway and quickly escorts the younger Anya and Marie to it to escape the siege. But she drops the music box as she and Grandmama escape through the door.)

My music box. Go, go, go!

So I do have plenty of time to do anything I could ever think or dream of until my time will come to an end. I didn’t know how short life can be cut until that night. But thank you very much for the advice. I will keep that in mind whenever I think about that night and the lost years.