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"I still don't," she smiled. "But I choose to stand beside you."

Vikram smiled grimly. "Then we hunt together."

"I need no saving," she said, tossing him a dagger. "But I need a partner. Durgadas murdered my father too."

The ancient kingdom of Kalinga, circa 11th century.

The moon hung low over the burning ghats of Singapuram. Ten years ago, Prince Vikram Simha had watched his father, the old king, fall to a poisoned arrow. The traitor was his own uncle, Durgadas. Young Vikram escaped with a loyal servant, vowing to return not as a boy, but as a lion.