Translations:Codex: Tower of Trials/276/en

He went to one knee, one hand outstretched. Her body, he opined, crafted by the gods, yet brought low not out of petty spite, but such that he could be edified by its sight! She was a monument, a testament to the will of the gods, their wisdom, their unerring craft and care in the distillation of virtue! For as loyalty begets loyalty, so too does beauty beget beauty! To that end, how could he do anything but love her? And such love far outgrew the crass confines of physicality, for even if she were to spur his advances - how could she do anything but, being so peerless in both beauty and adherence to her duty that all others proved themselves unworthy - he would be forever changed. Indelibly, even, altered by merely witnessing a bastion of purity unmatched.