Chapter 220

• "Stay with me," she cupped his icy hands in hers, ignoring the biting cold. Touching him everywhere she could reach…his forehead, his shoulders, his arms. "Please stay with me, your Grace. You can do this. I know you can."
• Driven, Emeriel sprang up and dashed out of the room, only to return with armfuls of blankets. She piled them on top of him, burying him under a mountain of wool.
• Yet, it didn't seem like enough. He needed more. He needed more!