“Thalasa, are you okay?” he asked again, but I didn’t answer immediately. My head felt heavy, my emotions all over the place, and the only thing I could focus on at that moment was how drained I felt.“I just want to rest,” I said, my voice lower now. Then, after a pause, I added, “Or maybe eat. I’m actually hungry. Please… where’s the food?”He hesitated for a second, then nodded. “Come,” he said, gesturing for me to follow him.We moved into the dining area, and the moment I stepped in, the scent of food hit me. The table was already set, filled with different dishes, rich and carefully prepared. It looked almost too perfect, but I didn’t have the patience to admire anything.My eyes immediately landed on one thing.The blood half-cooked steak.My favorite.Before I could even think twice, I walked over and sat down. The hunger hit me harder than I expected, sharp and demanding. Without waiting, without even thinking about manners, I grabbed the food and started eating.Fast.Too fa
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