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Calia’s smile had slipped. She coughed politely into her napkin before taking another sip of wine. “I’m fine.” She shook her head, patting her neck now. Then coughed again, her brow pinching together. “Too much wine?” Dessia asked, sitting forward and turning, bracing her hand on the back of her sister’s chair. “That’s only my second glass. That’s…” Her face flushed, one hand on her stomach and the other now gripping her throat. Fear sparked in her eyes.
“It wasn’t me!” Starvos yelled. “It wasn’t me, I swear. You are here because I am interested in an alliance. I just needed more information. I don’t know what this is about. I had nothing to do with it!”