Blood sizzled in the pan. Cooking with blood added smoke to the meal, let the taste of char seep into the meat and for Voe, the deeper the taste got the better.
Sleep evaded him, so much so that not even Otho had been roused to accompany him to the kitchen, which the Drake-hound was not...
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