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“Before I left Alaka, I told Vikram I didn’t know myself. Now I was staring at the depths of what that meant. Heroine. Savior. Villain. What were those words but different fistfuls of a tale that all depended on who was doing the telling? You see, a story is not just a thing told to a child before sleep. A story is control. I saw it now. Felt the talons of that truth scrape through me.”

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“You’re certain that rakshasi fruit is out of your system?” asked Vikram. “Yes?” “Good.” He took a deep breath. “Because, once more, I told you so.” “You do realize that I don’t need the enhancements of demon fruit to knock you to the ground?” “I do. But I concede that some bodily harm from you is inevitable. I’m just trying to minimize the damage.” “How very wise,” I said, rolling my eyes.”

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“Gauri laughed when he stumbled through the movements of the dance. “You are a discredit to your title, Vikram. Fox Prince, indeed,” she said. “I’ve never seen a clumsier fox.” “What I lack in skill, I make up for in enthusiasm.” “Do you even know how to dance?” “Not at all,” he said, spinning her in a circle. “I can tell. Were you lulled by the music?” “The company.” “Now you’re just trying to be sly and charming.” “I am a credit to my title, after all.”

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“Since you can’t respond yet and since you have no claws left, I will take this moment to remind you that you thought eating the demon fruit would be a bad idea. It was not. To which I say—” He drew a deep breath. “—I told you so.” “Fool,” muttered the vetala. I snarled and with one last burst of strength, swiped my paw behind Vikram’s knees and sent him tumbling. He gasped. “I will,” he wheezed, rolling onto his stomach, “take your silence as a form of agreement.”

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“He studied it, steepling his long fingers. I groaned. Enough was enough. “Why do you do that?” “Do what?” “That.” I mimicked his hands, flattened my brows and tried to make my eyes look somewhat insane. “I will have you know that it is my meditative pose.” “I will have you know that you look ridiculous.” “What about you?” he asked. He sucked in his cheeks and glowered, pointing at his face and then pointing at me. “What kind of meditative pose is that?” “It’s not a meditative pose at all,” I shot back. “My apologies. Is it your bellicose-let-me-drain-your-blood face? Could you not master an expression that looked less like an outraged cat?” “Better than steepling my hands and looking like an overgrown spider.” “An overgrown spider who is rarely wrong.” “My bellicose-let-me-drain-your-blood face has saved your life.” “And this overgrown-spider pose is about to save yours.”

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