The Elder Blood Chronicles Book 4 The Blessed Curse - Plot & Excerpts
There was no possible way she could eat this much food, but Jala had become convinced she was underfed. Even Valor’s arguments that you didn’t overfeed the starving didn’t save her from the mountains of food at every meal. Her gaze slowly moved to Neph and she fought back the desire to kick the man. Had he not mentioned her clothing to Jala, the High Lady would have never made her remove her coat and no one would have ever known how thin she was. The sight of her jutting ribs and too thin arms had sent Jala into such a fit of anger it had taken both Neph and Valor to keep her from returning to Arovan to vent her anger on Dominic. “Quit glaring at me and eat your damned food like a good little girl,” Neph growled, his eyes never leaving the courtyard where Jala was sparing with Vaze. “It does no good to glare at Neph. He is immune to the emotions of others,” Shade observed casually as he leaned closer to Neph. “Does Valor look a bit twitchy over there or is it just me?”
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