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school. I have already missed half a day.
I can’t have my grades falling.”
    Paden
pushes out his chair and stands. “Of course. I’ve kept you long enough.” 
I stand also and he takes my right hand. He presses a kiss to it. “I hope to
have a meal with you again soon, my love.”
    “I’m
not your love. I don’t love you. Call me Avalon.”
    “As you wish,
Avalon." I try not to think about Princess Bride. I've always wanted someone to say that to me, and it just had to be him, didn't
it?
I guess having the most romantic line ever said
in a book, said to me by a boy I actually like, is too much to ask for, huh? I
give a nervous smile and pull my hand away from him. He really did do his
research on me.
    “Maverick and you,”
he points to Kearn. “Take Avalon back to her rooms.”
    I’m not surprised
that he doesn’t want to take me himself. That would require work on his part.
“I need two escorts?”
    “Yes, you never know
who’s lurking in the halls of Spearwood.”
    “I’m pretty sure she
can take care of herself,” says Maverick.
    I think that’s the
first real compliment he has ever given me.
    “Just go with her
and make sure she doesn’t run into anyone who could hurt her.”
    I look to the two
who haven’t talked. I give a wave. “Bye, it was nice to meet you.” They just look
at me for a long second, before giving a nod of their heads. I can’t help but
try and shake the feeling that they have been analyzing me this entire time.
    I turn back to
Paden. “Bye. Thank you for the lunch, I guess.”
    “Of course, Avalon.”
    “C’mon, let’s get
you back to your rooms,” says Maverick, beckoning me to follow him. Kearn
follows behind me, as we enter the homey atmosphere of the hall. This time he
leads me down a smaller hallway and up a wide set of red carpeted stairs. I
stumble on the last step from the top, a hand goes on my lower back to steady
me. Kearn stopped me from falling down the stairs.
    I look back at him,
after righting myself. “Thank you.” “Of course, Miss.” He always has a look
in his eyes that I can’t decipher . What does it
mean? I want to know. I want to ask him. I want to ask him why he betrayed me
to the Royals. Is he working for them?  
I shake my head and try to focus on where we
are. We've made several turns down many long halls. I don't think I'll be able
to find my way back to the Royal's tea area even if I wanted to. I don't know
how the servants manage to navigate around this place. They have to have the
brains of taxi drivers.
    We come to a dead
end, a long oil painting of fruit hangs in front of us. I look confused at Maverick.
“It’s a nice painting, Hansen, but I think you took a wrong turn somewhere.”
    “Not everything is
what it seems, Clementine.” The look he gives me, speaks volumes. It’s true, I
would have never guessed he would be here, of all places.
    He pushes the
painting to the side, revealing a secret passage way. I lift an eyebrow.
“Touché.”
    We enter the dark
passage, and my night vision kicks in. Kearn pulls the painting back into place
and continues to follow us. “So you’re a Royal , right?
How does a Royal end up in a place like Bellingham, Washington?” I touch the
brick wall, as we walk.
    “I was placed there
to watch you. To make sure you stayed safe.”
    “So you beat me up
every day and made my life a living hell, to keep me safe? Excuse me while I
call bullshit.”
    Kearn gives a quiet
cough, I know he laughed at my comment. Maverick turns around to look at me. “I
know it won’t make up for anything, but know this, I’m sorry.”
    “Why?”
    “Why am I sorry?”
    “Yes, and why did
you treat me that way? I never did anything to you, you singled me out, for no
reason. You made every kid there hate me. Do you have any idea how lonely that
was? How much I started to hate life?” Why did I just admit that to him?
    He swallows hard. “I
know. I’m sorry.”
    “You’re right, sorry
doesn’t cut