As the morning sun cast its golden glow over the camp, energizing the bustling activity of the rogues, Henry approached me with a warm smile. For a moment, I was worried he would scold me for what I did in the middle of the night. Did Lucas inform him that I tried to leave the camp?

"Scarlett ," he began, his voice gentle yet it was full of authority.

“Good morning, Henry,” I greeted him because it was only right.

“Your baby is almost due,” he mentioned.

“Yes,” I answered in a barely audible voice.

“As you can see, no one here has a toddler. So, I think we should...