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... her damp cheek.
"When did you start doing this?"
His voice was low. Rough. A storm trying to contain itself.
Salviana hesitated, heart thudding. How much should I say? How long had she known?
She drew a breath. "You hadn’t fed in days. You said you were fine." Her eyes met his, unwavering. "But I knew you weren’t. You were shaking in your sleep."
Alaric closed his eyes, jaw clenching.
"I mixed a little into foods you eat and," she went on. "You sle ...
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