“If you plan to eat me, I would like not to be alive at all.” “I don’t plan on eating you. Little girls like you make terrible meals. Not enough meat on your bones. Besides, humans are always so bitter.” Sorcha lifted a hand and pointed. “That’s not human?” “No, that’s Seelie. I prefer a lighter diet while I’m watching my figure.” “You’re watching your figure?” “Isn’t every woman?”
