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    He didn't indulge in sweets often, not in a long while. And never like this.

    It was like just his mother's, and it wasn't.

    So different from how he remembered, yet it warmed him from the inside out, just as it did when he was a boy.

    It tasted like Ariadne. Her bite. How she burned down his throat and boiled in his stomach. An addictive delight, tinged with the inescapable aftertaste of regret that plagued a treat. Something that tasted too good to resist, though he knew better.

    Her heavy-hand, and decadence.

    Her affection for him, overwhelming as it was unapologetic.

    He didn't need his mother's torte. He needed hers. And now that he got a taste, he was ravenous.

    It awakened something so deep-seeded within him he didn't recognize it at first. He didn't know how to appease it. Dredged from his depths, it ordered his acknowledgment with the same loud insistence that begged her consolation.

    All he could do was reach for her.
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    The one where Emmrich never processed his grief from Rook's stint in the Fade prison, and it comes back to confront him when he least expects.

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