He was in misery; he was paying for last night's debauch. She had already killed more than she wanted to count, yet she had counted them still. He refused. Her stomach growled, and she clutched at it in reaction, haphazardly observing that the gown had been changed to silk. “How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants.
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