The bowls contained a large portion of cinnamon and a spoon. I couldn’t imagine the spice would taste very good on a pheasant, so I sliced off a small piece of wild boar and added it to my plate. It was then I noticed the surrounding demons all taking a spoonful of cinnamon and raising it up. “To cinnamon!” Herrick boomed. “To cinnamon!” the crowd roared back. Frantically, I shot a hand out to stop Lucca from eating the powdered mistake. “Wait!” I shouted. “Everyone, hold on. You can’t just eat it!” My warning came too late. As if time slowed, I watched in horror - and mild amusement - as
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