Nia snorted, but I gave the big mouthed red head a glare. “One day, carrot, I will feed you to a nice little, white rabbit.” Pen stopped all of a sudden and turned to me, tears pooling on her lashes and her adorable freckled face twisted in a cry. I cringed at the sight. There was something about people and their crying faces. “Calm, Pen. I was just fooling around.” Her lip wobbled and she sniffled between sobs. “It’s the first time you’ve spoken to me since that morning in Adriata.” Tears chased a stream down her face. “You sleep down in the dungeons, eat alone, bathe alone, dress alone,
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