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A calm core of confidence settled inside her, one very different from what I'd observed over the<br />

last couple of years. "I love you, Uncle Victor, but I'm the one who has to deal with that and<br />

decide what to do. Not you. You're making me give up my life for yours. That's not fair.”<br />

"It's a matter of which life means more. I love you too. Very much. But the Moroi are falling<br />

apart. Our numbers are dropping as we let the Strigoi prey upon us. We used to actively seek<br />

them out. Now Tatiana and the other leaders hide away. They keep you and your peers isolated.<br />

In the old days, you were trained to fight alongside your guardians! You were taught to use<br />

magic as a weapon. Not any longer. We wait. We are victims." As he stared off, both Lissa and<br />

I could see how caught up in his passion he was. "I would have changed that if I were king. I<br />

would have brought about a revolution the likes of which neither Moroi nor Strigoi have ever<br />

seen. I should have been Tatiana's heir. She was ready to name me before they discovered the<br />

disease, and then she would not. If I were cured…if I were cured, I could take my rightful<br />

place…”<br />

His words triggered something inside of Lissa, a sudden consideration for the state of the<br />

Moroi. She'd never contemplated what he'd said, about how different it might be if Moroi and<br />

their guardians fought side by side to rid the world of the Strigoi and their evil. It reminded her<br />

of Christian and what he'd said about using magic as a weapon too. But even if she did<br />

appreciate Victor's convictions, neither of us thought it was worth what he wanted her to do.<br />

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm sorry for you. But please don't make me do this.”<br />

"I have to.”<br />

She looked him straight in the eye. "I won't do it.”<br />

He inclined his head, and someone stepped forward from the corner. Another Moroi. No one I<br />

knew. Walking around behind Lissa, he untied her hands.<br />

"This is Kenneth." Victor held his hands out toward her free ones. "Please, Vasilisa. Take my<br />

hands. Send the magic through me just as you did with Rose.”<br />

She shook her head. "No.”

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