Forgive me. I scrambled up and launched myself into his lap, straddling his hips to get as close to him as possible. Gloam shuddered as his big arms wrapped around me. The chain connecting us rattled softly, trailing over the ground. “This isn’t your fault,” I croaked against the base of his neck. “None of this is your fault, Gloam. I’m the one who insisted on coming out here. Mary’s the one taking me to the Herald. I know you can’t stop it. I know you would if you could.”
