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“But for the first time, I wanted to believe in the things that outlasted us: the stories that came to life in a child’s head, the fear of the dark, the hunger to live. Those were the footsteps that not even Time could discover and erase, because they lived far out of reach, in the song of blood coursing through veins and in the quiet threads that made up dreams. I wanted to hold the hope of those tales within me and follow it like a lure all the way back to myself.”

“You cannot break me with a tale, brother.” “You’re happy, aren’t you? You’re loved. You love others. I think people are convinced that if you asked the sun not to rise, it would stand down for you. But there’s only one story that people like better than a rise to fame—a fall from grace. And I can make it swift. And I can take all this away. You see, a story is not just a thing told to a child before sleep. A story is control.”

“He reached once more for his book. Instead of his shirt. “Did you run out of clothes? ” “No?” He looked down, as if just noticing that he was partially exposed. “I had to bandage some of the cuts I got after running back here.” “But you have your bandages on now.” “Astute as ever, Princess. Am I offending your maidenly senses again? Can I not luxuriate in a single evening without the threat of bodily injury?”

“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.”

“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.”

“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.”

“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.”