Lucivar winced. "She guzzled half the flask โ and it wasn't one of his home brews, it was the concoction you created." Jaenelleโs eyes widened. โYou let her drink a โgravediggerโ?โ โNo no no,โ Wilhelmina said, shaking her head. โYou shouldnโt ever drink a gravedigger until heโs had a bath.โ She smiled placidly when Jaenelle and Lucivar just stared at her. โMother Night,โ Lucivar muttered. โDo you know that song?โ Wilhelmina asked Jaenelle.
Anne BishopOkay. I picked up a movie to watch tonight. You can watch it with me if you like. It's a chick movie. Merri Lee said that means girls like it, not that there are small birds in it.
Anne BishopSmoke says the beef is much better than the squawky white birds. Her expression changed from annoyed to dismayed. Squawky white birds? Chickens? You ate Mrs. Beale's chickens?Smoke whined apologetically.Saetan leaned back in his chair. Oh, it was so satisfying to see her thrown off stride. I'm sure Mrs. Beale was delighted to feed a guest - even if she wasn't aware of it, he added dryly, remembering too well his cook's reaction when she learned about the missing hens.
Anne BishopThat is a list of the Territories that yielded to Ebon Askavi. They now stand within the shadow of the Keep. They are mine. Anyone who tries to settle in my Territory without my consent will be dealt with. Anyone who harms any of my people will be executed. There will be no excuses and no exceptions. I will say it simply so that the members of this Council and the intruders who thought to take land they had no right to claim can never say they misunderstood." Jaenelle's lips curled into a snarl. "STAY OUT OF MY TERRITORY!
Anne BishopHer smile faded. โDo you know the worst thing about it? I forgot him. Daemon was a friend, and I forgot him. That Winsol, before I wasโฆhe gave me a silver bracelet. I donโt know what happened to it. I had a picture of him. I donโt know what happened to that either. And then he gave everything he had to help me, and when it was done, everyone walked away from him as if he didnโt matter.
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