Zander flipped her up into his arms, cradled like a baby, but with her a*s-end slightly higher than her head.
She ducked her face into his shoulder, not wanting to show it after—well, after any of it.
“She should rest like that for at least a half hour. I can chain her up here or—”
“No.”
She was relieved at how quickly Zander cut in.
“I’ll take her back to my chamber. Give me something with which to cover her.”
Daneth produced a thin blanket, which Zander wrapped around her.
She felt oddly like a baby. It wasn’t an unpleasant sensation.
Zander carried her out of the examination room and back to his chamber.
Gunt, the odious guard, watched with his lip curled as they passed him at the door. It made her stomach tighten. She wondered if she ought to tell Zander—not about what Gunt ha
