“I BEG YOUR PARDON?” ALIZEH blinked at Cyrus. “You want to show me Tulan?” “Aren’t you curious?” “Very,” she said. “It’s only that I didn’t think you’d let me leave the palace.” Cyrus laughed at that, then frowned. “Why wouldn’t I let you leave the palace?” She matched his look of confusion. “Because,” she said slowly. “I would run away, you see. And you need me to remain here and do your bidding, or else the devil is going to kill you.” “Ah.” He grimaced. “Right. Well. In that case, I must get on. I suppose I’ll see you at dinner, should you choose to join me.” He gave her a nod, turned on
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