Iosef pulls his rations from his bedroll. He had not yet broken his fast, his prayers taking precedence. Tearing the hard bread apart, he tosses half to the girl. She seemed so intent on conversation, whereas he was used to the stoic silence that had been the way of this party...
"Now that the cat has returned, I can call upon my lord's servants to aid him."
"Now that the cat has returned, I can call upon my lord's servants to aid him."
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