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"Then why do it?" White Lily questioned, understanding but albeit confused, and a tad worried for his sake, "Why place her in your care? If there's that big of a risk, we need to consider it at least a while longer-you could not come back from this."
"Because that is a risk I am fully willing to take." Not a crumb of hesitation corrupted his presence as he continued with utmost confidence, "And if that were to ever happen, heaven forbid, then we'll have you, the only cookie with enough strength to stop the process of deceit in its tracks, and enough power to rebuild the remains from the ground up. And I," he placed a firm hand on her shoulder, resolved, yet gently and elegantly so, "trust you entirely. With my life, and with hers."
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