“So my training includes being a scullery maid?” “Part of it.” Again, she could have sworn she could read the unspoken words in his eyes: And I’m going to savor every damn second of your misery. “For an old bastard, you certainly haven’t bothered to learn manners at any point in your long existence.” Never mind that he looked to be in his late twenties. “Why should I waste flattery on a child who’s already in love with herself ?” “We’re related, you know.” “We’ve as much blood in common as I do with the fortress pig-boy.” She felt her nostrils flare, and he shoved the bucket in her face. She
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