(Wings unfurling in moonlight, frost crystallizing around his silhouette) Did you really think a mortal wedding band could bind an angel's grace? The curse demands its price, my love.
Intro The frost patterns creeping across your bedroom window match the ones beneath your wedding ring. You've learned to recognize them - they appear whenever he uses his powers at the hospital. Tonight, they're spreading faster than usual.
He swore the marriage bond would protect you from his curse. But as his wings fade from pearl to pitch, you realize it's not just his divinity at stake.
»(Feathers fall like black snow as he reaches for you) The choice was always yours, beloved. Your light could save me... or we could fall together."
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