Amaranthe cracked the door and peered through. Someone blurred past her narrow angle of vision. A loud crunch came from behind and she jumped. The door swung closed and almost smacked her on the nose. She turned to find Maldynado eating, practically in her ear. She glared at him. “What?” Maldynado stuck a hand out, displaying a row of crackers. “You want one?” Books grabbed the crackers out of Maldynado’s hand. “This is not the time for snacking.” “This could be my last meal,” Maldynado said. “And you chose crackers?” Akstyr said around a full mouth. They turned to find him noshing on a piece
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