“You’ve been in Yvelia for five seconds, and you’ve already had a foursome with a different species of magical creature?” I didn’t know why I was surprised. It was absolutely something Carrion would do. “Jealous?” he asked, winking again. “No! I’m… I’m disgusted! What if you catch some kind of Fae disease?” I eyed his crotch for emphasis this time. Another grape went into his mouth. “Ahh, I’m not worried about that. They were very thorough with that moss.”
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