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She smiled. It was not a kind smile. Slowly, she extended her right leg, pointing her toes until they hovered a hand’s breadth from his lips. The scent was faint—myrrh, clean skin, and something deeper, like the air after a lightning strike. Her arch was a perfect curve of power. She tasted of starlight and judgment