Chapter 133 Take Care Of My Boy When I'm Gone

• Logan stood outside Charis’s quarters, the cool night air brushing against his face. The moon cast a gentle glow, illuminating the stone walls of the castle. He hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door. Within seconds, the door creaked open, revealing Charis in a simple nightgown, her hair cascading down her shoulders.
• Charis raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. “Logan, what are you doing here this late? You know bad things might happen,” she teased, her tone light and playful.
• Logan huffed, a hint of irritation in his eyes. “I thought we agreed not to talk about what happened the other night,” he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. “I told you it was a mistake.” He said in a whisper as he looked around to make sure no one heard