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“Breakfast,” she said slowly. “I’m hungry.” Sam opened his mouth, and she waited for the retort, but it never came. He bowed deeply. “As you wish,” he said. They swapped particularly vulgar gestures before she stalked down the hallway.
Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass #0.1–0.5, 1–7)
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