My eyes were unfriendly slits. He was being very pleasant, very casual. His arm slid around her waist, and tightened. I felt my teeth sinking into flesh, through hair that was rough and choking on my tongue.
I mean, more than normal. She'd given him one of the best rooms in the castle as his prison, because she had a way of knowing what things meant to you. You are joking me. Maybe he had.
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