Cinnamon Swirl - Speak of the Devil (Sham's Pocky Chain)
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“Have you thought about a name?”
She’s lying in the grass, face twisted with the effort of ignoring the growling of her distended belly. “Don’t you have more important things to worry about? Like fixing some dinner?”
There’s a rabbit on the fire. It’s not much, but it’s better than nothing, which is what they had last night. He can feel her eyes on him as he goes to turn the makeshift spit, and he’s about to apologize, again, for the fact that it’s so small, but she opens her mouth first.
“Shamino.”
“After Father?”
“Seems as good as anything.”