. Vorsack sauntered into the room, sporting her usual toothy thin254 lipped grin. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes.
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