Enveloped in countless feathers, Lucrèce is asked to pledge her eternal love. She finds that saying [I do] is much more difficult than defeating any enemy she has faced in the past. Her trembling voice falters and the only thing that passes through her lips are light gasps. Yet her 12-winged betrothed leans down and kisses her. With that single act, her towering insecurities vanish without a trace.