“And then there are the other unpleasant results of eating,” Amren went on, slicing her carrots into tiny slivers. Azriel and Cassian swapped a glance, then both seemed to find their plates very interesting. Even as smiles tugged on their faces. Elain asked, “What sort of results?” “Don’t answer that,” Rhys said smoothly, pointing to Amren with his fork. Amren hissed at him, her dark hair swaying like a curtain of liquid night, “Do you know what an inconvenience it is to need to find a place to relieve myself everywhere I go?” A fizzing noise came from Cassian’s side of the table, but I
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