Peter had had something to say on it, and now the gods gave Hilda her chance.

She stretched her fine hands out to the fire, and a new note came into her voice.
"A fool, mother?
Oh no, I shan't be a fool.

A fool would follow him to the end of the world.

A fool of a woman would give him all he wants for the sake of giving, and be content with nothing in return.

I see that.
But I'm not made for that sort of foolery....