Pale morning light crawled across the kitchen table, turning the steam from four pancake stacks into gold ribbons. Juna sat at the end with her ears pinned flat, glaring at nothing as hard as she could.
"I did not say it," she announced, stabbing a fork into the air, "nobody heard anything."
Hajin froze in the doorway, one hand pressed to the stitched wound in his shoulder.
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[CringeSlayer91: timestamp 14:07, she screams it again at 14:09 and 14:11]
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"Wolf, a deaf mule in Ironwood Gate heard it," Vella said, propping her chin on one hand with the smile of a cat guarding the cream jug.
"I was yelling at knights, the words landed wherever they landed."
"They landed on the nearest idiot, kid, who took a spear for the privilege."
