“Anne, I want to tell you this: I love you and only you. I don’t know why, but I do. I do not regret our marriage, that I’m sure. Whatever the outcome of this war, I want you to remember that. Promise me Anne, you will wait for me.” With tears in her eyes, Anne nodded against his chest. “I promise. I will faithfully wait for your return.” She removed her emerald ring from her finger and placed on his hand. She kissed his hand and the ring dearly. Richard held her until dawn.
"I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once."
Would you like to stay for dinner? Would you like to stay forever?