KISAREL.Elgin leaned toward me as Nessa walked farther away from us. “She is good.”“I know.”“But, that worries me.”“Everything worries you.”“No, chérie. Bad people are easy. You see the teeth, and you prepare for biting.” His eyes stayed on Nessa as she stopped in front of a stall glowing under amber lights. “Sweet people are complicated. Sometimes the sugar is there to hide the poison.”I looked at him.Then Nessa turned and waved us over, her smile bright enough to make the warning feel far away.“Come on,” she called. “If you’re slow, I’ll eat yours too.”Elgin straightened his tie like he had just been challenged to defend his bloodline. “Well,” he murmured, walking ahead of me, “if she is poison, at least she comes with dessert.”I rolled my eyes and followed him.*“This woman with the recipe,” he said, after his first bite, holding the cake carefully, “must be protected by law.”Nessa grinned. “I told you.”“You did not prepare me emotionally.”“You looked too serious. I h
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