“Because I fucking said so.” “Is it some weird Fae custom that I don’t know about?” “No,” he answered stubbornly. “It doesn’t mean anything. Share all the bowls of stew you like with Lorreth or Ren. Just don’t share food with that prick. It's bad enough that you insist on sharing air with him. I'd rather you didn't eat off the same fucking plate, too.” “What have you got against Carrion?” “I don’t want to talk about Carrion,” he growled.
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