Calla nodded, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I will wait for you, my lord," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Theo felt a pang of guilt at the thought of leaving her, but he knew that his duty called him back to the capital. He had to ensure that his newfound power didn't go to waste, and that the villagers were properly cared for in his absence. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, his hand lingering on her cheek.
"Rest now," he murmured. "When I return, we'll talk more." He pulled the blanket over her, his eyes lingering on the curve of her hips. With one last look, he turned and left the hut.
The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the village. Outside, Lady Ashford and the others were already mounted, waiting patiently for him. He saw the curiosity in their eyes as he emerged, but he offered them nothing but a nod.
"You finished?" Lady Ashford asked in a smug tone, her eyebrow arched.
