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29: Preparation

A man wearing a white coat crouched to get a better look at Zheira who’s seated at the reclining chair. He smiled, revealing white, pointed teeth. 

“Okay, Princess Alic, what do you suggest we do?” He flicked the syringe filled with purple liquid.

Zheira followed its tip with creased brows. “But why are you calling me Princess Alic?” Her voice sounded small and pitchy. 

The man smirked. “You’re a joker little girl, aren’t you? Of course I’m calling you that way, because it’s who you are.” 

“Me?” She pointed herself. “I’m not Alic! I’m Zheira!” Her heart started beating rapidly when the man laughed. 

“You’re just stressed out. We’ve just been talking about these potions, and now you’re denying who you are.” He shook his head with amusement. 

“No! Believe me! You’re mistaken! I’m not Alic!” 

“Hmm. Let’s just say that I believe you.” With one last glimpse, he injected the syringe into her shoulder. Her screams pier

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