[WARNING: This chapter contains the scene of a s*xual assault attempt. Please read with discretion.]
"There, there now. No more crying," Rafe soothed Callis as they sat on the settee.
Her head rested against his chest while she sobbed out her remaining tears. Hours had passed since the Mederian princess had cried, consumed with worry for her brother and Anna.
"I'm sorry! I tried not to, but I couldn't help myself!" Callis exclaimed, lifting her tear-streaked face to look at her husband. "What if brother and Anna really get sentenced? What if that happens?"
Rafe's heart echoed her worry, but he couldn't let it show. His wife would be even more devastated if she sensed his uncertainty about their fate.
The healer gently wiped her wet cheeks with his fingers and said softly, "Everything is going to be all right. Have faith in God. There must be a reason for all of this."
Callis nodded slowly. She understood that Rafe shared her fears, yet his words were a comforting balm.
