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- My lady has chosen to fall in battle.
- I laid with her that night, slept against her chest. I was... happy, my wish granted. I know she does not pity me... but... she cares for me. And that is enough. That has always been enough.
- I wish I did not have to leave her. Yet it was an order, clear and crisp from her lips. I was to leave and keep the merry trolls alive.
- This I can do.
- This is the only thing I can do.
- I am my lady's Merriest, and these stories have now finished.
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