Chapter 48

Kaelen:

He sat across from me, head down, hands fiddling with the zipper of his jacket. He appeared upset, but at least he agreed to listen.

"Spit it out quickly; I'm pressed for time," he mumbled, furrowing his brow.

"Got an office to run to?" I teased. He pouted, crossed his arms, and turned his head to the side abruptly.

Rosalind, who had been silently observing us from a distance, finally appr