Caesar.

Easter's frustration continued to show in her words as soon as she laid eyes on me. "Caesar, seriously? What are you even doing here? You should be back, resting and letting that wound heal." She whispered again.

Facing her, I held my ground with determination in my voice. "Princess, I get it, but there are bigger things to worry about right now. My kind is in danger, and I can't just sit back."

She folded her arms, a mix of concern and annoyance on her face. "But you're hurt, Caesar. Taking care of yourself matters too."

Stepping closer, I softened my tone but held my stance. "I understand, but...