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Genevieve took one deep, steadying breath. Before she could speak, Thomas said “My Lady, forgive me, but what happened to Tylor?”
The baroness’s face went blank, and she turned away from them. She picked up the pitcher of wine and began to fill a cup. The bride and groom watched the muscles in her broad dusky back move as she poured.
“I ate him.” She said casually. When she turned around, Thomas and Genevieve had gone very still. She held out the cup of wine to the bride, but Geniveve did not take it. The baroness broke into a wicked smile. “Gods you two, I’m not a monster. He serves me here at the manor. He took the wagon to Silverport to get some things for me.”