“I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours. I want us to be us. I’ll leave now because you’re asking me to, because I trust you to do whatever you think is best, but I would swim the Crown Sea, walk through dragonfire, drag myself across the earth inch by painful inch, to get back to you, Faron. So come back to me. Okay?” “Okay,” she said, her heart in his hands. “I promise.”
