Arwen nodded slowly. "I promise. Einsor will have to take my very heart and soul before I leave your side." Her eyes slipped half-shut and she smiled lazily at him, running her hand through his locks gently. "I love you..." She mumbled, turning her head and brushing her lips across his cheek, the light flitting in from the cracks in the walls as the sun began to shine its rays across the horizon, light steadily spilling across the floor, as if the walls were leaking light itself. She turned her face from the light, burying her face in Valjean's shoulder.