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5 million dollars and a life of luxury. My adoptive parents, playing the odds, signed me up along with my sister, Janet Cooper. We battled through tough challenges like we were heroes in an epic saga, and we finally reached the grand finale. It was a showcase of talents. Janet insisted on serving her signature beef and veggie stew to impress Galarva, so I shut that crazy idea down immediately. I had to break it down for the whole family. In Indoria, cows were considered holy, and eating beef could land us in serious trouble with the law.

He looked like he’d been trying not to think about tomorrow and failing. I moved into the kitchen, because tasks were my anchor. “What are we eating,” I asked, as if food could hold time in place. Rory perked up. “A farewell feast.” Micah nodded once. “Something with leftovers for the flight.” Jace glanced at me, and his voice went quieter. “Whatever you want.” That nearly broke me—how small it was, how gentle, how much it sounded like trust. I forced myself to keep my tone light, because if I didn’t, my voice would shake. “Okay. Farewell feast. We can do pasta. Something comforting.”

Izzy watched as the first course was brought out to the tables filled with people. The great hall was so large, she almost couldn't see all of the people in attendance. There were thousands present. The first course of the feast was a delicate salad meant to barely wet the palate. She could see the distaste on the faces of the men surrounding her and she let out a small chuckle. The feast would last hours. By the time the last course was served, it would be well past 10. A meal at the Hunt was more than just for refueling, it was meant to be savored and enjoyed, shared amongst new and old friends.

And joy was a rare currency in their world. The feast was held in a great, open hall, long wooden tables draped in ivy garlands and laid with platters of food that still steamed in the cool night air. There were loaves of herb bread, thick stews rich with root vegetables and game, honey-glazed roots, and delicate pastries filled with spiced fruit. Elora’s eyes went wide with delight. Daniella sat beside Dalton at the center table, her eyes wide as she watched Elora and Marcus dive into conversation with a group of Emerald scouts. Marcus already had a mug of mead in hand and was arguing theatrically about whose alpha had the best war stories.

And Ava, she moves with the second type of confidence. I wanted to know just what she's been through to be able to walk around like that. The table is set with all types of meals: Eggs, both hard-boiled and scrambled, bacon and pancakes so golden they look like they could be hung in the sky to replace the sun. A pitcher of orange juice sweats against the linen runner, next to a pot of dark coffee that sweeps the air with its essence. This does not look like just an ordinary table. It looks like a freaking feast meant for a king.

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