Clarissa The sweet smell of cooking meat awakened Clarissa as the sun beat down blindingly. Stefan sat at the crackling fire, preparing a deer that Stefan had not caught before she went to bed. But the deer was now skinned, butchered, and almost done roasting. Centra sat on the other side of the fire, watching Stefan, who did not seem even vaguely aware of either of them. “Did you sleep at all?” Clarissa questioned with a yawn. “I asked the same thing,” Centra said amusedly. “But he didn’t answer. With the lack of sleep and the magic he used to dry the meat, I will be surpri
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