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SONG FOR THE CHAPTER;
RECOVER
XPLOR
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"All I know is, we gotta get you out of here. Alright, who do we know in Idris?"
"The only people who care are Robert and Maryse." I sigh. "But they're under suspicion themselves."
"Uh, what about Lydia?" Alec asks.
"Lydia?" I ask.
"Yeah."
"Why do you keep going there?" I scowl. "She is prosecuting me.. You said she had no choice."
"She doesn't." he says.
I stand up from sitting on the couch. "Everyone has a choice, Alec. I made mine.. Let me just get through this without losing my self-respect."
"Look, I know you don't want to believe this, but Lydia said she would help if we can give her a way to do it. Maybe I can get her to delay the trial."
I scoff. "Why? So I can sit here, playing computer solitaire, while they find something else to blame me for? I'm just a scapegoat to the Clave. They want the Cup."
"So let me buy some time to find it.. Hey, Jace and Clary-"
"Disappeared through a door to God knows where. You said they're lost forever." I look down. "And so is the Cup."
I sit down on the couch's arm and sigh.
"What if I was wrong? I can't find Jace because I weakened our bond, but that doesn't mean he can't be found, or that he can't find us.. We need more time." he says.
"You're grasping at straws now?"
He kneels down next to me. "Evie, listen. I care about you. Please, let me help you for once."
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Alec came to the room again, the one where they're still keeping me prisoner.
"You know what? I'd rather be stripped of my runes and sent into exile than be part of this world. What kind of people sacrifice justice for law?"
"That's very noble, Evie." he says. "But the high road's not gonna look so great when you're running for your life from a pack of demons with no Shadowhunter powers to protect you."
"Jocelyn lived as a mundane." I state.
"You know Jocelyn had her runes and her weapons. You think the demons won't find you?" he sighs. "You can't just let them convict you. You need an advocate."
I nod and think. "Magnus. Ask him."
He shakes his head. "Magnus? Why him?"
"Because he actually gives a shit about me." I look at him. "He's probably gonna want something in return. If you care about me like you say you do, then ask him. For me."
