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“Breathe,” he says. “You don’t have to go alone.” “I do,” I say. “I do. He’s not going to imprison me. He’s going to hang me, Quint. He’s going to do it as publicly as possible. He’ll hang anyone who comes with me, you know that—” “I do know that.” His voice is so quiet, his hands so gentle against my wrists. “I’ll go with you.” I stare into his eyes. I wasted so much time.
“You must go quickly. It’ll be dawn soon, and we can’t risk being found out.” “I’m not leaving you.” “Quint. Corrick needs you—” “No, Harristan.” He takes my hand. “You need me.” Of course he would say it now. This time my eyes go blurry with tears, and he steps closer, his finger gentle as he brushes them away. “No time for tears. There’s work to be done.” “You’re right,” I say, and I tug his hand.
His eyes glitter with unshed tears, and he says, “I loved him so very much, Tessa.” The emotion in his voice breaks my heart. I shed the tears he can’t, and I nod. “I know,” I say. “I know you did. And he knew, too. I swear to you, he knew.”
He’s holding me at arm’s length, his eyes searching my face as if he still can’t believe it. “There’s a part of me that wants to punch you, you know.” “I do know,” I say. “And I’m sorry.” Tessa moves close, and she sets a hand on his arm. “And there’s a part of him that deserves it.”

