Music Recommendation: Windmills by Ludwig Goransson
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'For the love, you have showered on him, for the way you have protected him when he was little, I promise to watch over him, and love and cherish until the very end. I will do everything in my power, and always be there for him both in the happiest time of light, as well as in the darkest hours of his life,' Madeline silently whispered in her mind while she had her eyes closed, standing in front of the closed grave. 'Thank you for protecting him as much as you could, Lady Constance.'
When she felt a breeze move across where she stood, Madeline opened her eyes and noticed that the atmosphere had turned gloomier. When she turned her head, she noticed Calhoun was standing away from the coffin, looking in another direction. Walking towards him, Madeline placed her hand on his shoulder, and he turned around to meet her eyes.
