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I see her there, lying peacefully in her dark blue dress, surrounded by flowers as white as the snow caked along the windowsill of my private chambers, the soft light of the westering sun shining through her bright hair, and then the realization strikes me, and leaves my heart still racing, pounding: she is my beloved, my lover; she is mine. I am hers. And so shall we ever be. It is pure bliss.

- Aymeric de Borel on the Warrior of Light, shortly before her disappearance and the birth of their only child, Aymeric II

Description
I see her there, lying peacefully in her dark blue dress, surrounded by flowers as white as the snow caked along the windowsill of my private chambers, the soft light of the westering sun shining through her bright hair, and then the realization strikes me, and leaves my heart still racing, pounding: she is my beloved, my lover; she is mine. I am hers. And so shall we ever be. It is pure bliss.

- Aymeric de Borel on the Warrior of Light, shortly before her disappearance and the birth of their only child, Aymeric II