“Enlighten me...” he purred, his gaze moving up from my hair to stare directly into my eyes. Into my goddamn soul. “Why did you walk into that courtyard looking like a rebel today?” “Maybe I am one,” I whispered truthfully, letting him see the fight in my eyes, the dreams I’d had of killing his kind for all they had done to mine. “Lucky me then, because a rebel is just what I need.”
