Khouri and Rhajj looked suspicious of the food, but it wasn’t as if Kana could poison the food without harming all of the children who were eating it as well.
“Is it to your liking?” another woman asked.
Rastaban turned on his brightest smile, and his expression froze. The woman was a veritable twin of Shanka’s lieutenant, but she was dressed in lovely bright skirts and had a baby in a sling sleeping against her back.
Rhajj’s hand went to his belt, but Kana had asked them to stow their weapons out of the children’s reach.
“It’s delicious. Thanks, Malia.”
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