“Thank you, Fateen.” And kept walking. Cinder frowned. Not a dozen steps later, they were halted again by a man carrying a handful of clear vials in his fists. “My condolences, Your Highness.” Cinder shivered as her feet came to a pause beneath her. Kai stopped and peered back at her. “You haven’t seen the net this morning.” A heartbeat later, Cinder was accessing her netlink, pages flashing across her eyesight. The EC news page, a half-dozen pictures of Emperor Rikan, two pictures of Kai—the prince regent. She clapped a hand to her mouth. Kai seemed surprised, but the look quickly faded. He
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I would personlly love to be a cyborg
