#Chapter 31: Why Didn’t You Beg?

Caleb paces outside of the hospital room where inside, the doctors continue to try to save Harper’s life. It’s been thirty minutes so far, and still they work. A nurse he stopped told him, with fear in her eyes that it could be hours still before their work is done. “There’s so much bleeding,” that nurse said. “As the doctors work, they have to be careful not to strain the heart too much or we could lose her…” Damned fragile humans. Caleb snorts now as he turns, ready to start his trek in the opposite direction. Tristan, infuriatingly, continues to watch him from nearby as if he is studying him, some kind of specimen in a cage. Just one more thing Caleb will punish Tristan for, when Harper is in the clear. Tristan makes a humming noise, as if realizing something, and Caleb stops in his pace to glare at him. “What?” Caleb demands. “Forgive me, my King,” Tristan said. “But I was just noticing that… it seems as if you might genuinely care for Harper.” “That vile slave woma