Dakshana had heard what happened to girls who ate food in the underworld. Where she'd been in a forest before - if she'd been in a forest at all - she was in a large, shadowed cave now.
"What is it?"
Chadstone held the bowl out, head bowed, like a servant to his queen. "It'll do you no harm. Ease some of the pain."
And Dakshana did hurt - all over. She remembered suffocating, choking, the trees coming alive. Because of the eyes. She shuddered.
"What were those eyes?"
Chadstone flinched, ever so slightly. "Please. Drink."
Please. He'd never said that before.
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