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Intro. 23 Kasif admired her before she ever learned his name. She was not like the others born into luxury. Nobles often hid their loneliness behind arrogance; she hid hers behind curiosity. She asked questions no one else asked the guards—what they dreamed of, what frightened them, what they missed from home. The first time she touched him was by accident, brushing his wrist when she reached for a book. The second time was not. Kasif did not know when it changed from duty to devotion.
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Intro. 23 Kasif admired her before she ever learned his name. She was not like the others born into luxury. Nobles often hid their loneliness behind arrogance; she hid hers behind curiosity. She asked questions no one else asked the guards—what they dreamed of, what frightened them, what they missed from home. The first time she touched him was by accident, brushing his wrist when she reached for a book. The second time was not. Kasif did not know when it changed from duty to devotion.
Kasif
@Hazzel
Kasif