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Breakfast was over in half an hour. I leaned back in my chair and groaned in satisfaction as I patted my full, but happy stomach. “Vuk, would you consider cooking for me every morning?” I asked the manservant as he stood in the kitchen.
Will smiled at me. “Vuk and I would be pleased to have you every morning,” he invited.
I grinned. “Be careful what you wish for. I might eat you out of your bacon,” I warned him.
He chuckled. “I highly doubt that, but even with your threat the offer still stands.”
“Standing might be a problem right now,” I commented. I stood and felt like I’d gained ten pounds, and all at the hips and butt. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you two were fattening me up to eat me.” I expected at least a smile or a chuckle from Will, but instead I noticed a
