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The foul stench that met Stephanie's nostrils was unlike any animal that roamed the surface, as if her body were hinting at the incompatibility of the food she was preparing with herself.
Maybe she and Manka just don't know how to cook. Stephanie is a noble lady, after all — servants probably did that for her.
Don't remind me of "noble ladies" who "can't cook," please...
Come on, if Odlid just shits himself, loses his AP, and pecks me and Manka on the foreheads for the food, I fear something worse...
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