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Looking out through Lissa's eyes, I could see that he still cared about her and still wanted her.<br />

His pride had been hurt, however, and he wasn't about to show weakness.<br />

"Yeah?" he said in a low, cruel voice. "I thought that was the way all royals were supposed to<br />

act. You certainly seem to be doing a good job with it. Or maybe you're just using compulsion<br />

on me to make me think you're a two-faced bitch. Maybe you really aren't. But I doubt it.”<br />

Lissa flushed at the word compulsion—and cast another worried look around—but decided not<br />

to give him the satisfaction of arguing anymore. She simply gave him one last glare before<br />

storming off to join a group of royals huddled over an assignment Returning to myself, I stared<br />

blankly around the classroom, processing what I'd seen. Some tiny, tiny part of me was starting<br />

to feel sorry for Christian. It was only a tiny part, though, and very easy to ignore.<br />

At the beginning of the next day, I headed out to meet Dimitri. These practices were my<br />

favorite part of the day now, partly because of my stupid crush on him and partly because I<br />

didn't have to be around the others.<br />

He and I started with running as usual, and he ran with me, quiet and almost gentle in his<br />

instructions, probably worried about causing some sort of breakdown. He knew about the<br />

rumors somehow, but he never mentioned them.<br />

When we finished, he led me through an offensive exercise where I could use any makeshift<br />

weapons I could find to attack him. To my surprise, I managed to land a few blows on him,<br />

although they seemed to do me more damage than him. The impacts always made me stagger<br />

back, but he never budged. It still didn't stop me from attacking and attacking, fighting with an<br />

almost blind rage. I didn't know who I really fought in those moments: Mia or Jesse or Ralf.<br />

Maybe all of them.<br />

Dimitri finally called a break. We carried the equipment we'd used on the field and returned<br />

everything to the supply room. While putting it away, he glanced at me and did a double take.

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