Ansel let go of the hand that was actually no longer choking Seraphina's throat, gently placing it on her hand that was still touching his face.
The youthful Hydral closed his eyes and sighed:
"You have won."
He opened his eyes, the warmth in his gaze and the smile on his face were not his usual pretense.
"You and fate have both triumphed, Seraphina."
Ansel, caressing the back of Seraphina's hand, spoke in a voice no longer filled with confusion, "I cannot bring myself to harm the one who is unique to me."
"I cannot hurt you anymore, nor can I bear to see you continue to hurt yourself."
Seraphina's smile seemed ready to soar to the heavens. She tried to keep her laughter from being too exaggerated, and coughed lightly.
"Is that all there is to it?"
Ansel paused slightly, then helplessly laughed and touched the young girl's cheek, bending down to give her a light kiss on the lips.
"I love you, Seraphina."
"!!!"