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Originally Posted by mirefern
He plucks a leaf from the sprig, and drops it down by her feet.
"Eat it," he commands her, brows raising in interest. It's only borage, mind you. It has a taste similar to cucumber. He just wants to see if she'll do as he requests. |
Trusting him, she ate it and swallowed," Not that plesent." she responded," What is it and what is it for?"