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... , Cassius didn’t flinch. He tilted his head slightly and gave Carmela a wry, almost amused smile.
"You know." He began lightly, his tone half-playful, half-tired. "I really don’t think I’ve been that terrible of a host, have I?"
Carmela’s eyes narrowed, but she didn’t reply. The dagger stayed where it was, cold and unmoving.
Cassius sighed dramatically, leaning back a little in his chair, though the blade’s edge traced a thin line against his throat.
"I mean, hone ...
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