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His voice was flat, monotone, but the force behind it caused my heart to lock

Valek continued "Brazell will be in the castle for another teeks He has uarded all day, so Margg is preparing a room for you in ed"

I watched Valek walk to the door He glided across the roo about Valek was the absolute worst thing I could be doing Instead, I focused on the list of poisons clutched in my hand I smoothed the paper out and hopedwas legible, I began to study

I barely noticed when the medic came to check on my arm She must have taken the tray of teacups, because it disappeared from my lap I had blocked out all the noise and commotion of the infir a round pastry was thrust under rin was gleeful

"Look what I sled past Medic Mommy! Go ahead Eat it before she comes back"

The war dripped down the sides, causing the cake to stick to ers when I picked it up I exa the aron sh and cinnamon

"My God, Yelena, you don’t think I’d poison it?" Rand’s face was pinched tight, as if he was in pain

Exactly what I’d been thinking, but ad here were unclear Seee over his friend Oscove, the previous food taster But then again, he was a potential ally Who better to have onon a daily basis, or Valek, the assassin, who had a nasty tendency of poisoning runted, still put out I took a big bite of the pastry

"Wonderful," I said, appealing to his ego to give me another chance

Rand’s face softened "Good, isn’t it? My latest recipe I take a long strip of pastry dough, cover it with cinnamon, roll it up into a ball, bake it, and then spread the icing on while it’s hot I’h Cinna to find a chair After quite a bit of twisting to co, he finally settled into a comfortable position

While I finished the pastry, Rand continued "Don’t tell Medic Mo anything but a thin gruel She says the gruel pro Well, of course it has an effect!" He threw his ar several burn scars around his wrists "It tastes so terrible that anyone would get better just to get a decent meal!"