if she had chosen the wrong kind of clientele. But no, the Antinium were her guests! They were nice and they were polite— Even if they did like to eat bugs. She could handle it. Erin could handle the bees. Her [Advanced Cooking] applied to them, oddly. Slicing through the chitin and frying it up in a pan wasn’t disgusting. It wasn’t. It was horrific, but Erin didn’t throw up. And when she was done, she had some steaming bees that she could drizzle honey and cheese on, couldn’t she? And it would be delicious. Erin stared down at the glistening fried bees on the plates and shuddered. They still
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