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Archly, the prince said, "Rare is theover him"

"So I’m trivially correct on the latter" He enjoyed her attention, her growing awe, but he had barely touched her, even when he had excuses to do so He didn’t lean toward her as they spoke He was engaged intellectually but not bodily "But this is no seduction"

He didn’t look entirely pleased "Alas, the fire that took so much else has denied me the simpler pleasures of the flesh Not that I despise such But no cavorting like a green for me" Between the immobilization caused by the burn scars on his face and the i into his skin, it was difficult to read any but the most overt expressions on his face, but she reminded herself that this didn’t mean he didn’t feel readily or deeply His eyes swirled freely with colors, but Liv thought they, too, were only good indicators of his e of a cipher

Superviolet loved ciphers Cracking ciphers

"Do you knoho I was?" the Color Prince asked

"No"

"And I’ to tell you Do you knohy?"

"Because you don’t want me to know?" she hazarded

"No Because superviolets love digging up secrets And if I don’t set you to work digging up soh to dig up so I don’t want known"

"Diabolical," she said appreciatively

Luxin shot out of hirip on superviolet, and found so, Liv realized she’d been lifted off her feet No, not just off her feet She was suspended, off the edge of the balcony, held by a fist of luxin around her entire head She grabbed at the fist, trying to pull herself up, trying to breathe, trying to loosen its grip--panicking, not even realizing that loosening its grip was the last thing she ought to want If she fell froht, she’d die Her head felt hot, all the veins bulging, her eyes feeling like they’d explode

The Color Prince’s eyes were stark red, glowing like coals He blinked Yellow flooded to the fore, and she felt herself swung back onto the balcony, released

She fell, coughing

"I… The Chromeria has demonized e do," the prince rasped "Literally They have made us into actual devils, and I won’t tolerate those who call good evil and evil good I… reacted badly"

Liv was shaking, and e to cry, and was furious with herself for it She was a Danavis She was brave and strong and she would not break down like a little girl She was a woh to have children of her own She would not break down

She stood and curtsied, wobbling only a little "My apologies, my lord I didn’this hands on the rail He’d lost his zigarro He lit another "You needn’t be e It’s the body’s reaction I’ve seen the most fearless veterans do the sanore it It passes"

Painting a placid expression on her face as if it were the stark lines of kohl, Liv drafted superviolet It helped She folded her ar chill but really to bury their shaking "So, my lord?"

He cocked his head "So?"