breath. There was no way Tawny could’ve known all of that. “Was Vikter a spirit?” “No.” Tawny shook her head. “He’s a viktor.” I jolted. Something about the way she said that tugged at a memory that lingered just out of my reach. “What do you mean?” “I hope I can explain this well enough to be understood.” Tawny blew out a breath. “A viktor is born with a goal—to guard someone the Fates believe is destined to bring about some great change or purpose. I got the impression that not all are aware of their duty, and they end up being there for that person anyway—like the Fates bring them together.
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