Chapter Thirteen
Noraes sat back in his chair, taking out several more pieces of meat from the soup to set on the table. After a few minutes passed, Taasheka strolled in and stood in front of the table. She glanced to the meat on the table in front of Noraes, the hair on her arms standing straight up as chill bumps formed, her eyes widening and mouth parting in a gasp before she looked into his eyes.
“Is this what you fed Starlyn?” he asked.
Taasheka’s mouth closed then opened before closing again. She nodded.
“Let’s talk … outside,” Noraes said through clenched teeth.
She nodded again.
“Sophie?” Noraes asked.
“Yes?”
“Keep Starlyn company. And don’t tell her about this.”
“Yes, sir.”
Noraes stormed outside of the room and along the halls to another section of the castle. He travel
