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healing. it was what he needed. was the soul really only cleansed by death?

rajendra had come back once, battered and bloodied. he hadn't thought much of it then, but now. . .had he gone out to avenge radha—no, to avenge himself? to repair the tattered remnants of his own sense of fatherhood?

had he tried to kill the man? had he succeeded?

until surya knew for sure, he would assume his bastard father remained alive.

i want to kill him, he repeated, but anger had been replaced by cold calculation in his voice. help me. . .learn. to take a life. to be like you have been.