Scent of Danger
“The milk beast is very stupid, its milk quite sweet. Not many Haunt tolerate them or care to drink their secretions. This province is unique in that.”
“Their secretions? You have a way with words, Raz.”
“Thank you, And.”
Shooting him a sly glance, she asked, “Would you let Matilda call you that?”
His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Do you care?”
Aware what he really was asking was whether she objected, she shrugged. “It’s none of my business, but I’m curious anyway. How’s that for an answer?”
A touch of pensiveness entered his expression. “She was angry about the return of her youth. She loved your grandfather very much, has been lonely without him. She cursed the extra years she’d have to liv
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