The most articulate man in the kingdoms rendered speechless by Hanim’s handiwork. “What happened to you, Sylvia?” I laughed. It was alarmingly choked. “You are not the first to use me for your own ends. I have a legacy of disappointing people, you see.” I kept my attention fixed over Arin’s shoulder as he reached past me. He pressed a black gown with buttoned sleeves and a violet neckline into my arms. “I am still waiting,” Arin said. “Waiting?” I had learned to defend myself against every version of Arin. Devised strategies to safeguard against his ever-twisting mind and sharp tongue. But no
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