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SO SORRY ON THE WAIT ON THE UPDATE.

PSA, THERES A LIGHT MENTION OF RAPE AND DEFINITE VIOLENCE IN THIS CHAPTER.

ITS SHORT, BUT BETTER THAN ME NOT UPDATING FOR ANOTHER WEEK. LOL.

ELLIE POV

I watched as the blonde woman, Kae, gently dabbed the dried blood off of me. She always let me draw my own iratze, her faerie hands not capable of drawing it. I hissed in pain as she touched the shattered femur.

I didn't know how much more I could handle. If I was calculating correctly, I had been in this hell for 2 weeks. I didn't know when they were going to find me. I prayed for them to find me. I had never been religious, but I still prayed to Raziel.

Kae sighed and gently passed me the stele. "Thanks." I mumbled and started to carev the simple lines into my skin again. It was mind numbing, beat, scream, pray, Kae, iratze. I felt like I was losing touch with everything.

She scrambled up as the door opened. I heard the bastard himself, the white haired torturer. "Back so soon?" I toyed with him. The only way to feel powerful was to make him feel less than.

He scoffed as he looked at my mending bones. He squatted down so he could grab my bruised jaw. I winced because there was no iratze to heal that bruise. "Shame I have to mar your beautiful face like this. Just tell me what I want and I'll let you be. You'll be the dark princess in the second uprising." He had a soft, false comforting voice.

I laughed and he looked unbothered. He probably expected me to not cooperate at this point. "I will never help a monster like you. I stand with the downworlders, and I would sacrifice my life to save them. I'd do anything if you'd give me a fair crack at that ugly white mug of yours." I said.

He squeezed my jaw tightly and I refused to flinch. There would be finger bruises on my jaw in a few hours, but I am a Herondale. We don't have weaknesses or fears. "You'll wish you were my princess." He whispered.

I felt a shiver run down my back. He always spoke so creepily. Like he wanted me. Not just wanted to kill me. "I'd die before I'd be anything for you." I said. I hocked up as much spit as I could and spit directly into his unfeeling black eyes.

He just smiled. He turned around to look at Kae and said, "you can leave now." My stomach tightened. It wasn't time for a beating, and his smile was more than cruel. It was inhuman. "Be a good girl." He said to her as she stood for a second.

Then Kae scampered up the stairs. She closed the door and he turned to me. "Do you know what its like to be with a grown man?" He said in a low voice. I felt fear creep into my eyes for the first time.

Was he talking about raping me? He grinned and stood up, throwing me down more gentle than he ever had. I looked up as my back lay on the cool cement ground. He then sat down next to me. "I don't want you to be scared of me, Eleanor." He said and stroked my jaw gently.

I felt bile rise in my throat.

Oh

My

God.

He was going to force himself on me. He was going to rape me. I then felt a tear leak. I knew he saw it when I heard him laugh. "You actually think I'd do it!" He was roaring with laughter.

"You're disgusting. Why wouldn't you?" I heard my voice shake as I spoke.

"I am a lot of things, but not that. You're just like your father. A spitting image of that bastard. I would never touch you like that." He stood up and brushed imaginary dirt off his jeans. "I'd rather die." He mocked me.

I sat up and threw my cuffed hands at his face. It clearly caught him off guard and I heard a crunch as his nose broke. He went down, slamming hard enough to knock the wind out of his lungs. I landed on his chest with my knee and heard another crack.

I heard him wheeze as I threw my cuffed hands into his face. I slammed them, hard. "Die you bastard!" I whimpered as I kept bashing his face. He coughed and sputtered. I'd gotten lucky. A one off. I'd have to knock him out or kill him to not feel a punishment.

I kept bashing and then threw my elbow into his nose. He yelped and then his body went slack. I saw his slow rise and fall of chest and I knew I'd only knocked him unconscious. I stood up and blew out a breath.

My stele was far away and I limped over to it. I drew an unlocking rune on the cuffs and another iratze on my busted ankle. I bent down next to Satan himself and drew a rune my mom had taught me. A temporary paralysis state. It only lasted for 3 hours. I needed to hurry.

I was going to find my parents.

They were going to be proud of me.

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