Chapter 163

Cassidy's POV

I set the tray carefully on Kellan’s lap, making sure the bowl didn’t tip. He still looked pale, the bruises on his jaw a dark contrast against his skin, but at least his eyes had more life in them than when we first staggered into The Royal Keep.

“Eat slowly,” I said, pushing the spoon toward him when he hesitated.

He smirked faintly. “You sound like a nurse.”

“Maybe I missed my cal