Chapter 8

I was soon very full. I tried to refuse a bite from Master Evan and he frowned at me.

"Eat Ciara, the saleswoman showed us a way to force food into you. It did not look pleasant to me."

I dutifully opened my mouth and took in another bite. I thought to myself that it would serve them right if I threw up because I ate too much. I nearly did retch when a thought crossed my mind. Master Evan would probably want to taste it. I held my food down and had to stifle a smile.

Master Evan would literally eat anything that came out of me. I wondered what would happen when I got a cold. That usually made my nose run like a faucet. Oh, what a nasty thought.

I didn't notice the light chatter at the table had gone strangely quiet and my companions were all staring at me. I was still chewing my last bite and smiling at my own sick sense of humor when I looked up.

Master Damien lifted my chin and looked into my eyes as I gulped down my food. I was terrified I must ha