Carling's cheeks go so red that the blush begins to travel down her neck. I cock my head at her, just like Felix does when he is trying to figure someone out. "Have you never..."

She shakes her head, "no," she squeaks out.

"Huh," I say while shoving some more food into my mouth.

"What?"

"You are just so pretty is all," I say sincerely.

"I mean there have been opportunities," she blushes again.

"I'm sure there have been, I was a virgin before Felix and Titus."

"You love them?" She asks.

"With my whole heart, well not completely, there is a little spot left for Mabel and Ale-" I can't finish his name. The food now tastes sour as the tears cloud my eyes.

Carling goes to reach for my hand but decides not to. "I heard about your demon friend...I'm sorry," she whispers.

I wipe at my tears angrily, "I will have my revenge," I say numbly.

Carling offers a sad smile, before grabbing the tray of half eaten food. "I'll be back in the morning with breakfast."

When she leaves, I try and fail to sleep. I grab the book on Felix and Titus and cuddle back up into bed.

I was expecting to be shocked or even horrified by what I would find in their book, but I'm not. I spent two hours reading every page and if anything, I feel closer to them now. After they killed the roman masters, they spent centuries killing other masters with slaves. They freed many humans in the process, they only stopped because they were having too many run ins with the fay. Well, that's what the fay think anyway, that killing evil people was making their existence too conspicuous. But I was the one that knew them, and I think that they stopped because their vengeance was finally satisfied. They wanted to stop killing and start living.

I fall to sleep holding the book, as if their names on worn pages could somehow bring me closer to them.

I wake to Carling opening the door with breakfast. "Oh sorry! I didn't think you would still be asleep."

I stretch my arms above the covers. "No surprise attacks today," I smile at her and she smiles back shyly.

"I brought my own breakfast too...if you want to eat together?"

"That would be nice."

She rushes over to the bed and starts handing me my food, before nursing her own in her lap. I adjust my pillows behind me so that I am sitting up. "You read it?" Carling asks, pointing to the book on Felix and Titus beside me.

"Yeah," I smile down at my food.

"It didn't change your mind?"

"Not even close," I say defiantly.

She lets out a small smile. "Well, that will disappoint Jareth. So, do you love them both?"

"Yes."

"Equally?" She asks with raised eyebrows.

"Yes," I say without hesitation.

"How does that work?"

"I don't know, but it does. Can I ask you something?" I want to ask so much of her, the top thing on my list being, 'will you help me escape?' But I don't want to scare her off.

"Sure," she says before sliding some more yogurt into her mouth.

"Why can't I use my powers? Do you know if maybe there is something wrong with me?"

"The witch working with us has spelled this room, the handcuffs placed on you are so you can't use them out of this room either."

I sigh in relief, "I thought maybe I was broken."

"No, I do know that Elisa, our witch is working overtime to keep this room spellbound though, she says you are very strong, so strong that it takes up all her magic. They also wanted you spellbound to this room so that you couldn't physically leave, but all her energy goes into muting your powers," Carling says all this like she is proud of me.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Fire away," I say.

"How can you love someone with demon blood in them?" I study her face, I can tell she is just genuinely curious, and didn't mean for her question to be offensive.

"Have you ever been around these creatures? Given them a chance?" I ask.

"No, I only spend time with humans, helping them if they need it."

"So how do you know if they are evil? Don't get me wrong, I have met some evil creatures. I also knew some evil humans, and I'm sure you have known some evil fairies. They aren't all bad. Most of them are just trying to live peacefully."

There is a long pause. "I never thought of it that way," she says softly.

I shrug. "You have been raised to hate and to only see hate, if I had stayed here, I would be the same as you. As far as I'm concerned, the best thing my parents did for me was to give me up."

She doesn't say anything back to this. "Can I ask another question?" I push.

"Of course," she smiles.

"If you are from royalty, aren't you meant to be really powerful? Like Jareth, and hopefully like me with more practice, I mean Jareth can't even be controlled by demons, even I'm not on that level."

"I am really powerful," she says simply. "But, like I said, I loathe violence. I won't use my powers to murder."

"But why didn't you fight me back?"

"Because you are my family, I will never hurt you," I get the feeling that what you see with Carling is what you get. She kind of reminds me of a very toned-down Mabel.

"You know, you and I might just get along."