Arsalan bundled his wife in a thick blanket and drove her to Harem Hall. Stephanie, like the others, was in a frenzy. She was getting no explanation, and her anxiety shot up. "Breathe, my love. I don't want your blood pressure to go up." Arsalan lowered her down on a sofa at one of the booths. Sarah and another servant were tasked to get her a nurse for support. "It's just a drill, no need to panic." He pressed his cheeks against hers, stealing last-minute kisses.
Darya and the others gathered around to take her away. The General had to leave, but his wife was not convinced that it was safe to let him go. She didn't care that he was skilled; Arsalan was made of skin and bones, and he could get hurt.
"You have to come back to me," Stephanie said. She felt silly for holding him back, but h
