#Chapter 10: Sacrifice
Caleb huffs a short, bitter laugh. “You are imagining things,” he says to Tristan. “I only care about her enough to keep her alive. She’s the only lead we have to finding my child.”
Tristan lowers his head. “Of course, my King. My apologies.”
“See that you don’t make this mistake again,” Caleb says.
“I won’t.”
Satisfied, Caleb looks down at the unconscious woman in his arms. She’s still very pale. Too pale.
“I will return her to her rooms,” Caleb says. “I need you to find an actually capable doctor to meet us there.”
Tristan looks up again. “Do you believe she is still in danger, my King?”
“I don’t like the color in her face,” Caleb says.
“I will find a capable doctor,” Tristan complies.
“Good.” With that, Caleb turns toward the exit of the cell and carries Harper out into the hallway.
He could leave her down here, he supposes. Lock her in one of the cells like the other criminals and people who have wronged him. She’d deserve it for her treachery, and a healer co

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