[ Ah, it isn't just the cold setting in, but the emotion that makes her vulnerable to it; she's shivering again. Even so, she persists on, becoming more hasty at snipping away the strands. ]
You've my permission to break your promise, William. I love you far too much to see you perish on my behalf...
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You've my permission to break your promise, William. I love you far too much to see you perish on my behalf...