#Chapter 41: King’s Orders
Caleb is absolutely furious. He has a mind to wake this wench up just so she can feel the pleasure he was set to bestow upon her. Does she realize how she insults his gifts?
Yet as he reaches forward to shake her, something in her face stills his hand. He is used to seeing her face twisted in pain or fear or lifted in defiance. Never has he seen her look… peaceful.
It shocks him. What does she have to feel peaceful about, when his dick is still rock hard? He was to give her pleasure, and now she leaves him wanting? He is the King. He wants for nothing!
Yet, even in his fury and rage, he cannot bring himself to startle her into wakefulness.
It’s probably because she almost died. Yes. That is why he is feeling this way. Her body is weak from the poison, and he already laid claim to her once today.
He’d driven her to the edge. Her body simple gave out.
How troublesome. He would have to speak to her handmaiden and make certain she is being fed enough. Being given enough water

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