Chapter Thirteen
Meikah barely managed to bow to the Duke and Duchess before Kellan grabbed hold of her hand and tugged her along the road. She drew her hand out of his grip. “Will you stop doing that?”
“I thought you wanted a sleep. I know I want one,” Kellan said.
Walking beside him, she looked him up and down, seeing the weariness not only in his face, but also in the way he walked. “I forgot you haven’t slept yet.”
He grinned at her. “Does that mean I get to hold your hand again?”
Her lips reluctantly curved into a smile and she slowly shook her head. “I’m surprised you don’t end up in more trouble than you do.”
Laughing, Kellan draped an arm around her shoulders. “So am I.”
They fell silent, only the sound of their feet on the cobblestones making any noise. Arriving at Fable, t
