CHAPTER EIGHT
My eyes flitted between the offered fruit and his face. “There’s no chance of me dying, is there? I mean, really dying.”
Duncan met my gaze with his serious one. “I won’t lie to you. Such an outcome isn’t impossible, but you must eat something in this realm, or your strength will fail you.”
My face drooped. “Isn’t the spirit like some sort of recharging battery?”
Sheol drifted in front of me. “Even spirits need a little bit of food every now and again!”
Duncan broke off a tiny piece of the fruit and held it out to me. “This should be as safe as possible.”
I reluctantly accepted the fruit and grasped it between two fingers. Now I knew what a court food taster felt like as I examined the glowing food in my hand.
I took a deep sigh and raised the fruit. “Here goe
