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Chapter 10

"I am never leaving this house," I whispered, in total and complete awe.

The room I'd just entered in Kason's basement glinted orange shimmers from the overhead light onto rows and rows of glass bottles. Wine bottles. Not the kind that came in cardboard boxes or the cheaper than water shit like Necromancer's Piss, but real wine with dates on the fancy labels and words like vintage, vineyard, and names of places I'd never heard of. I would die in this room, I would make sure of it, and I would accept the killing blow with a smile on my face.

But first, a sample taste test. Then food.