“Lady?” Then, alarmed. “Lady! Jaenelle, no, darling, don’t cry.” He gathered her into his arms while her shoulders shuddered with the effort not to make a sound. “Don’t cry,” Daemon crooned as he stroked her hair.
“夫人?“然后,担心。“夫人!杰内勒，不，亲爱的，别哭。他把她抱在怀里，而她的肩膀在颤抖，努力不发出一点声音。“别哭，”守护进程轻哼着抚摸着她的头发。