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"I can dance," he said. "I'm expected to know how, as a noble, but I don't like to. Or, I didn't at the time."
She gave her a small bow before heading out of the room, feeling uneasy.
He frowned. "I'm not a dancer."
Cal looked a little distressed, her brow furrowed. "Am I dismissed?"
He shook his head stubbornly. "I'm no dancer."
She nodded slowly. "That's better than him dying. Thank you for calling me in here to discuss this."
He squinted at her. "A dancer?"
"I know the conditions," she said quietly. "He'll only be allowed to live if he's found imprisoned or injured by humans."
He shook his head slightly. "At the kingdom, I mean. I'd have to make my own living."
"That's what everyone was saying," she said softly. "I know I sound crazy. I don't blame you for not believing me.. But those two people were...
He looked unsure. "What would I even do?"
She nodded slowly, looking afraid. "I just.. Please let them be cautious. The faerie is good. He was kind to me while I was kept there. As well...
"What if they find me out?" he asked. "I'll be killed."
"And what if he is being held prisoner for helping me? If.. if they're hurting him? Are you still going to kill him for that?"
"Well, I can't go back with you. I'm not allowed there."
Her eyes narrowed. "What? No. He didn't do anything wrong. Why? Why did you change it when the council agreed?"
He shook his head slightly, that frown returning. "I don't know anymore. Maybe I'll go to Xidia and live with the dragons. Then I can't bother...
She crossed her arms immediately. "Before we get into any details, I am going to point out right now that he may be very biased against me. We...
He nodded slightly. "Yeah. I should be able to."
