“I’ll do it. If it comes to it… I’ll fight with all I have.” Malini’s next exhale was a shudder. She cupped Priya’s cheek. Said nothing, as Priya whispered battle plans to her like they were love stories. “When this ends,” Malini said finally, in a voice like a scrap of silk—like a fragile weft against Priya’s lips, her hands. “When I am alive and I am empress. When you have everything I’ve vowed to you and Ahiranya…” Silence, as Malini cupped Priya’s waist with a hand; as she stretched her fingers wide, as if she could encompass it, hold Priya and keep her. “I’ve dreamt of garlanding you,”
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