(Sorry late to this)
Ophelia would walk to Ajax’s grave that laid next to the Silversteed manor. Her eyes wet with tears and her hand shaking profusely as she set down a flower. “My cousin. My protector. When I first had encountered you, you always said you would throw your life on the line for me. Our quarrels could last for days but you had always said to me that blood is stronger than venomous words. It devastates me to know you can no longer be here to see my triumphs and my achievements. Farewell, Ajax. Look over me in the Seven Skies.” She let out a small sob before standing and wandering back in the cold to Avalain.