“Do you want to know what I really think?” The words came out like blood from a wound, a sight I’m familiar with. “I think you and I are very much alike. The lions came looking for us, we didn’t start it. They murdered your father and all your family, and me—” I grinned. “They cut me up. But that’s a thing about worms. You cut one in half, all you achieve is two worms.” She frowned. “We’re not really all that alike,” she said. “For a start, I’m a queen and you’re—” Her turn to choose her words with care. “Nobody.” “True. But being a queen wasn’t doing you a lot of good when you were sitting in
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