Bellies overfull, eyelids drooping from rising early, no matter how the students struggled, coherence was difficult and yet apprehension kept them on their toes. Well, all of them but for Annalise. She understood the other girls’ fear. Cassian was not only a man, which had become to seem a strange enough creature in a house full of women, but he was also a discontented man. Eager to scowl rather than smile, of a mysterious past about which she could unearth no amount of gossip. He was a brooding puzzle. He was, Annalise thought, watching him through the fringe of her lashes, delicious. Every encounter made him more so. Annalise had ever been one to crook her finger and gain the attention of men she desired—she’d learned early on how to provide those sorts of pleasures. It was one of the reasons she’d believed herself capable of at least pretending she wanted to become a Handmaiden. But not this man. He balked her, always. He insulted her. He ignored and chastised her, infuriated her.
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