Dear you who sleeps in the tower: “She,” That broke her promise with you, has disappeared. For “She” has found herself a caring spouse and was reborn As me. So when you wake up sweet tiger, you won’t be bound to your silly promise anymore. "Me," the one who clung to that broken promise, no longer exists. In her place stands someone who has found peace and a new path. So rest easy, dear one. Our silly little promise has already faded along with me.