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Eleanor looked up from her cell at the sound of heavy boots hitting the ground. Her heart jumped at the hope of it being Lino but she scowled when she saw who it was.

"Surprised to see you're still alive. What must you have told him that didn't make him kill you on sight?" Eleanor asked Julian.

He shrugged and settled into a crouch beside her cage. She eyed him warily, wondering why he was seated by her cell.

"The truth," he said simply, leaning back against the barred wall.

Eleanor's glance shifted from the hybrid to the men guarding the dungeons. "I am not supposed to have visitors. They let you in here to come see me? Why?"

His eyelids drooped. "I can go wherever I wish, thief. I cannot be bound by your kind. If I wish to be somewhere, I will get there."

Eleanor's eye brow quirked up. "You wish to be here right now?"

The hybrid's eyes snapped open and he casted her a sidelong glance. "You do have a way with words. I do not wish to be here. I cam