’ ‘I find that difficult to believe,’ snapped the general, jerking to and fro as his agitation mounted. She had eaten them, murdered them routinely, and yet he loved her still. I don’t. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel.
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