Damien's arms tightened around her. "I see it differently now. In my darkest hours, I always used to think that the gods had cast me out because I loved you so much, that it hurt terribly every time you left. But now I see they wanted me to understand the nature of true love. Nothing can separate us, Vienna. Neither time nor space. Even if you are gone, you will never be gone from my heart, my love."
Vienna's eyes filled with tears, and she pressed her face against his chest. She prayed that to be true. She wanted that so badly that she seemed to be physically hurt.
"Let us get some champagne," Damien suggested quietly.
They left the dance floor, and she composed herself as the prince went to get drinks for them. He never let go of her hand, which she appreciated more than she could say
