““He’s my friend, my brother,” he whispered into her shoulder. “He’s dying.” “Daemon.” Jaenelle gently stroked his hair. “Daemon, we have to help him. I could—” “No!” Don’t tempt me with hope. Don’t tempt me to take that kind of risk. “You can’t help him. Nothing can help him now.” Jaenelle tried to push back to look at him, but he wouldn’t let her. “I know I promised him I wouldn’t wander around Terreille, but—” Daemon licked a tear. “You met him? He saw you once?” “Once.” She paused. “Daemon, I might be able to—” “No,” Daemon moaned into her neck. “He wouldn’t want you there, and if something happened to you, he’d never forgive me. Never.””
![“I can do this,” [Daemon] crooned, slowly circling around her. “I can keep Dorothea and Hekatah off-balance enough to keep the others safe and also prevent those Ladies from giving the orders to send the Terreillean armies into Kaeleer. I can buy you seventy-two hours, Jaenelle. But it’s going to…” quote by Anne Bishop](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/6bb/anne-bishop-2536_wedding-ring_i-can-do-this-daemon-crooned-slowly-circ_163946.jpg)
