“Here,” Keefe said, wrapping his cape around her and fastening it under her chin. “Can’t have you turning blue on us.” He shook his head when she tried to protest. “You didn’t refuse the Fitzster’s gift, did you?” She wanted to point out that Fitz’s gift didn’t require him to be stuck freezing for who knew how long. But she had a better solution. She unfastened the pin and scooted
