It's his warm embrace, the smile on his face that says forever, the glass of old strong wine, the kiss in the snow many years ago, when he held their child, and the tears that fell from the corners of his eyes when he held her.
It was her falling in the snow, it was her friend's suicide, it was her lost child, it was her days in the palace with no end in sight.
It was his and her life, everything he wanted to keep, and the deep palace she wanted to leave.
Intention: Life cannot be completely perfect