[ He smiles once (happy, unsuspecting of the bloody road laid out before them) before mouthing the word back to her. ]
Okay.
[ So long as Claret lives, no, he will not be alone. But as soon as her life is taken, extinguished like a candle flame in the gloom of the inevitable night, Titian Duke will be more alone than he has ever been in his entire life. Left with nothing but blood on his hands, he will follow her into death not too long afterward, torn apart by those who would see the Duke name hold weight no more.
(Perhaps things might have turned out differently had Claret lived. But that, too, is a question without an answer, and one that has no place with the ticking clock.) ]
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Okay.
[ So long as Claret lives, no, he will not be alone. But as soon as her life is taken, extinguished like a candle flame in the gloom of the inevitable night, Titian Duke will be more alone than he has ever been in his entire life. Left with nothing but blood on his hands, he will follow her into death not too long afterward, torn apart by those who would see the Duke name hold weight no more.
(Perhaps things might have turned out differently had Claret lived. But that, too, is a question without an answer, and one that has no place with the ticking clock.) ]
So long as we have each other. Right?