#Chapter 126: What Happened That Night

Caleb is only half-listening to Annabelle. Rather, his full attention is on Harper and the way she sways as if she might faint. He will not let her head hit the ground if her legs give out, which they seem about to at any moment. “My King?” Annabelle says, likely trying to reclaim Caleb’s focus, without realizing it’s a lost cause. He needs to check on Harper. Right now. Now! He darts forward, catching Harper right at the moment her knees start to buckle. Even as he catches her, her gaze seems so far away, like her mind is a great distance from the royal gardens. She slumps slightly, so Caleb scoops her up into his arms in a bridal carry, cradling her safely against the wide expanse of his chest. Annabelle flitters to his side. “My King, I’m sure others can attend to your harem member. She does not require your specific attentions.” Caleb begs to differ. If anyone would try to take Harper away from him right now, he would rip their arms off. Even Annabelle, he is growing