While We Awaited the Arrival of the Dessert Goose
like a bar of soap full of dead ants- I’m not particular
- However, a pirate named
- but you have a job to do
- Oh, fork your sister.
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While we awaited the arrival of the dessert goose and my twin, the pastry chef presented us with something she claimed was our wedding cake. It looked like a bar of soap full of dead ants. I’m not particularly picky when it comes to sweets, but this looked utterly vile.
“What the hell is this?” I whispered to Tessa, eyeing the disgusting trifle.
“Svenborgian tradition dictates a fruitcake be served at weddings,” she whispered back. “However, a pirate named Jorgensen raided the kitchen last week and stole all the raisins.”
“That doesn’t entirely answer my question.”
“It might look a little questionable, but you have a job to do. And that job is cutting this cake with me and eating a bite. You have to act the part of the Viscount so no one gets suspicious. My sister Titania will be on the warpath if she finds out this is all a ruse.”
“Oh, fork your sister.”
“I believe you already did.”
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