Caleb entered from the side pavilion. He had only intended to greet the foreign delegates before returning to his chambers.
His body still hadn’t fully recovered; every movement reminded him of the need to be anywhere but here. Yet responsibilities had made that impossible.
He had to show up to prove that all was well; these nobles could smell weakness from a mile away. So, for the sake of the kingdom, he needed to act the part. While moving through the crowd, he felt the familiar sensation of warmth, a hint of an olive scent.
Making him look up to the center of the room, he saw Gina. Everything stopped.
Trey exploded in anger. “Who brought her here?”
Caleb actually forgot to breathe. She stood beside his mother beneath silver lantern light in a silver wrap dress. The dress emphasized
