Chapter 15 Chapter 15: The Ledger of Skin

For a long, silent moment after he swallowed, nothing happened.

The Head Steward’s face, which had been a mask of pale terror, began to relax. A smug, self-satisfied smirk tugged at the corners of his thin lips. He had done it. He had eaten the soup and nothing had happened. He had called my bluff....

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