As Arlia heard his words, she felt a sense of peace and freedom she had only felt when Nigel was with her, only this time stronger and more long lasting. Perhaps her father's death had finally given her some sense of independence from her dark and twisted past. Resting her head on his chest, she whispered, "I could never repay you for saving me... Loving you with all my heart, body, and soul is all I can do to ever show my undying gratitude. Thank you, my beloved savior." Looking around at the destroyed room and at the remains of the courtyard, she looked up at him and, running one hand through his flaming silver hair, said, "Let's leave... There is nothing left that could anchor me to this nightmare. I don't know where I want to go or what I would do from now on, but as long as I'm with you, I'm content to follow you wherever you go, even to the depths of hell."