And yet you have on a previous occasion yielded far more than one inch of your flesh to me, have you not, my sweetest scold? I desire not your land; keep it, or not, just as you choose. Your flesh, however, I will have. Again, and again, and for all time.
As for your heart - I already have a foothold there. Do you think me quite a fool? Why else would you be fighting so viciously? You are waging war against the both of us, and for that reason alone, my victory is certain.
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