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| Sitting on my knees, I watched them eat and drink. More wine and more food was carried in, and still nobody paid attention to me. My knees and feet ached from sitting on the cold hard tiles, and I rolled over onto my side and curled up on the floor, my eyes on the delicious food, my mouth watering and my stomach growling. I found myself staring at Mr. Kadmon eating, and suddenly he looked up, glaring back at me with a dangerous look in his grey eyes. "Begging at the table, are we?" His voice was calm and chilling, and something in his eyes made me look down. My gaze ran along the length of the chain securing me to the floor. I heard him push his chair back and get up, and I retreated backwards till the chain stretched out with a clink before looking back up at him. He was carrying a plate full of food, and I dared to give a grateful smile at him as he approached. He placed the food on the floor in front of me and stood waiting, glaring down into my eyes. I looked at the food ...
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| The Black Door - Part 1 | 2007-01-29 | 7.204 | ||||