Josephine was in an interview room, just like the one she'd rescued Naema from weeks ago, only much smaller. A table was in the middle, with an indicator drawn across it where a repulse wall would be. Across from her was the Lakiran queen, Victoria.

What? No.

This was the exemplar who had captured Josephine and the others. Why did Josephine think she was the queen? She was just a girl.

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"Ah, I'm starting to get the hang of this now," the girl said. "We don't have to keep repeating introductions.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about how you recognize me."

Josephine dropped her gaze. Damn exemplars.

"I'm having amazing fun with this conversation," the woman said. "I don't think you appreciate how much I've been looking forward to this."

"What?" asked Josephine. "You're using my power against me?"

"Yes, but it's more fun when you don't know that."