Sun Mote Copse Make it a point to tell me when you get to the end

Maybe he couldn't promise now and Wildfire couldn't fault him for that, nor try to quash his hopes, which were also her own. But hopefully, if the worst came to pass, he would remember this conversation and attempt to honor what might be some of her last wishes.

"I'll try," she said softly, earnestly, already aware on some subconscious level that no matter how she tried, they would not get the outcome they wanted. But for the moment, there was hope in some small measure, and she clutched the warmed stone to her breastbone as if it was the vessel for it.

"I think I'm going to try to rest now," she said a little reluctantly then. "Will you come lay with me?" And though the words felt like a cliché from a bawdy romance novel, Wildfire added, "Will you hold me?"