If it were her, in Elizabeth's place, if it were Bernard-- how would she feel? Relief that he wasn't truly dead, furious that his heart was wrenched away from him, grateful that she'd been given moments with him, angry that those moments amounted to a handful stretched over a lifetime?
Probably all of the above, she thinks ruefully.
"Anyway, it's done, isn't it? For better or worse." A sharp little laugh escapes her, and Nymphadora smiles faintly. "Rather like marriage."
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If it were her, in Elizabeth's place, if it were Bernard-- how would she feel? Relief that he wasn't truly dead, furious that his heart was wrenched away from him, grateful that she'd been given moments with him, angry that those moments amounted to a handful stretched over a lifetime?
Probably all of the above, she thinks ruefully.
"Anyway, it's done, isn't it? For better or worse." A sharp little laugh escapes her, and Nymphadora smiles faintly. "Rather like marriage."