#Chapter 85: A Good Match

Caleb glowers at me so hard, so suddenly, that I immediately regret asking my question. “The King’s personal business is none of yours,” he says sternly. I nod, embarrassed again. Even curious as I am, and jealous as I am, I can’t force him to answer if he doesn’t want to. He’s the King. He holds all the cards here. “But, no,” he adds. “I am not engaged.” “You aren’t?” He glances at me. “You sound very happy about that fact, Harper. Were you worried I was?” “Of course not,” I say and quickly look away. I can feel him smirking again, so I ignore him entirely as we continue to circle the dance floor. The song ends and a new, faster one begins. I think Caleb will let me go now and find a new partner. Perhaps, Sonya, who clearly made her wishes known for this next dance. Instead, he continues to hold me and we continue to dance, albeit faster now, to keep time with the tempo. “My advisors wish for me to marry. They believe the Moonlake heir would be a good match politic