Night itself ceased to be as she told the beginning of her hazards. Not missing details nor names… Everything, that night was confessed to the Duke of Sylfinnier, whose arms would wrap around Marianne's trembling shoulders as she expressed the end Elizabeth and herself met before the daughter's eyes opened tonight.
"She…! Eli has sacrificed her existence, Father…! For myself… every day… this voice I have… the movement of my limbs and the fact I was able to learn what Paul had misled me with was false… the fact I was able to come closer to you…! Elizabeth… my dearest friend… She allowed all of it!"
"… Shush… It is alright… It is alright sweetie…"
"no… Father…!"
"It is alright… truly, my dear… Yet do breathe in… your cries harm your spirit further…"
