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Kaden caught me listening. He fixed his gaze on me and said quite loudly over the others, "Osa'r e enand vopilito Gaudrella. Shias wei hal... le diamma camman ashea mika e kisav." The men hooted, lifting their horns to Kaden, then went back to their conversations, but Kaden's eyes remained focused on me, unblinking, waiting for me to react. My heart skipped. I worked to show no reaction, to maintain my naive indifferent stare and pretend I didn't know what he said, but I finally had to look away, feeling my face grow hot. When someone has announced that he thinks you make a very beautiful vagabond and he wants to kiss you, it's hard to feign ignorance.
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Mary E. Pearson (The Kiss of Deception (The Remnant Chronicles, #1))