Chapter 13

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13 Vivian “Does she have the mating cuffs?” Another warlord had returned to normal—also known as ‘still huge’ size—and I noticed that he wore cuffs around his wrists. They were about the same size, as well as the same color, as the cuffs Maxus wore, but that’s where the similarities ended. This man’s—alien’s—‘mating cuffs’ were beautiful. The metal Maxus wore was plain. Smooth. As were the bracelets—mating cuffs—he had given me. The cuffs this Atlan wore were decorated with ornate, delicate designs. Beautiful geometries offset with hues of silver, pewter, and gold. The lines carved into the cuffs looked like they were moving and blending into one form, yet I could not determine where one design began and another ended. “Maxus didn’t give me anything that looked like that.” Velik clear

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