His train of thought was menacing to make his body shiver from sadness. And trying to deal with it he interrupted them shortly to give his daughter a peck on her head and tell her an undeniable truth as he forced his voice to say it in a steady tone.
"I love you, my precious bird."
Responding with sluggish cuddles, the true Marianne now granted with most control of her body attempted to hug him tighter... Although, unfortunately, her grasp still felt loose enough to easily fall.
'That's why... I can keep waiting in this ignorance.' — Orland stated, resigned to how weak she was at the moment.
'I've told you that I will wait for you to tell me, and I certainly will... If my ignorance brings you peace... I won't preach..... Yet... The Gods shall know... That whatever it is... Whether you tell me or not..... All I want is for your soul to heal and find serenity, dear child.
A bird like you should start to fly free from the cage into the vast sky.'
