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Gabriela I can barely contain myself or my nerves when I set foot in the courtyard. Raya is the first to speak. "So that is what has changed," she says, her voice tinged with jealousy. With hurt. I pinch the bridge of my nose, squeezing my eyes shut. "I told you, it's complicated." Raya scoffs. "Yes, it looked quite complicated when the King of the South had his tongue shoved down your throat." I can't help but snap, turning to her with a bite of my own. "Do not judge me!" I say, feeling anger boil to the surface. "You have no idea what I have been through, what—" "Really, Gabriela?" She shrieks. "Has the Southern King poisoned you so much you've forgotten that it was I who set you free from Storm's cell? Is his venom so potent that he has bewitched your brain?" I shoot her a scat
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