#Chapter 108: Returning To The Capital
Caleb and I, as well as most of the soldiers sit in the back of the truck, while Tristan and one soldier sit up front. The ride to the capital is long, especially without a seat cushion, but not a one of us complains.
Without any light from outside, we are left in total darkness. As the trip progresses, Caleb slips his arm around my waist and tugs me closer against his side, farther from the others.
“She is a member of my harem, soldier,” Caleb growls. “I don’t care how loyal you are, I will protect what’s mine.”
“I didn’t mean offense, King Caleb. I apologize,” says one of the soldiers.
“Apologize by controlling yourself,” Caleb adds.
I don’t understand what’s happening. In the dark, I can only make out shadowing figures. Still I get the distinct impression Caleb just saved me from something, so after inching even closer to him, I put myself on guard to the rest of the people around me.
Another hour passes in uncomfortable silence. Then Caleb says, “We’re almost to the ga

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