“‘Well then,’ Roen said briskly, 'are you sleeping?’
‘Yes.’
‘Come now. A mother can tell when her son lies. Are you eating?’
‘No,’ Brigan said gravely. ‘I’ve not eaten in two months. It’s a hunger strike to protest the spring flooding in the south.’
‘Gracious,’ Roen said, reaching for the fruit bowl. ‘Have an apple, dear.’”

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