Casper stared into her anxious green eyes, wondering why she didn't look more triumphant.
She'd successfully secured a future for herself and her child.
Or was she suddenly realising just how high a price she'd paid for that particular social leap?
"I don't want to discuss this again." Crushing any future urge on her part to dwell on the unfortunate circumstances of their wedding, Casper strolled forward, realising that he hadn't yet revealed the reason for his return.
"Y—you're a bit crabby. Perhaps you need to eat," she said helpfully, scooping up a plate from the table. "Try one of Pietro's pastries. It's a new recipe and they're really delicious."
"I'm not hungry." His intention had just been to deliver his orders and then spend the afternoon catching up on official pa
