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“Wow,” Asher said as the server scuttled off.
“Yeah, well, she is Prince Fenris’s girlfriend,” replied Eris.
Kylie’s cheeks were pinched. “That explains a lot.”
“What a hovel this primitive realm is,” the Duchess commented to her equally well-dressed—and high-nosed—companion.
We watched the snooty supernaturals for a little longer but quickly lost interest. There was only so long you could watchrude people before their show got real old. And besides, one of the servers had returned to the bar with our lunch order.
“Wow, that’s a lot of bags,” Dutch commented, his eyes panning across the counter.
“We have a lot of mouths to feed,” said Eris. “Come on, Apprentices. Everyone, grab a bunch of bags. We have to get these back to the conference center before Jareth steals our lunch table by the window.”
CHAPTER 2
SANDWICHES AND SMOOTHIES
Bronte and Dutch picked up their argument again. They spent the short walk back to the conference center debating whether or not the Apprentices should fight beside the Knights in the Park. And they were still debating it when we started our lunch.
Kylie scooted her chair closer to me. “Hey, are you ok?”
I clutched my cold smoothie cup. “Fine.”
“You seem distracted.”
Yeah. All this talk of the battle raging in the Park had me worried about Conner and Kato. I kept telling myself the boys could take care of themselves, but of course that didn’t help at all.
“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?”
I dragged myself out of my worry pit to look at Kylie. “Him?”
“The White Knight. You saw him again yesterday.”
“How did you…”
“I know things.” She grinned at me. “So, tell me all about your date!”
“It wasn’t a date.”
“The look in your eyes tells me it was.” Kylie’s grin spread wider. “The White Knight rescued you from the General. Again. And walked you home. Again.”
I had to know who her source was. But I doubted she would ever tell me.
“He was just being chivalrous,” I said.
“Oh, yes. Because loads of Knights have asked to walk me home this week.” Kylie lifted her voice and called out, “Hey, Eris! How about you walk me home tonight ‘just to be chivalrous’?”
Eris snorted. “Walk yourself home, Kylie. Hardship builds character.”
Kylie’s gaze snapped back to me. “See? The White Knight is not just being chivalrous. He likes you. Right, Eris?”
Eris laughed. “Oh, no. I amnotgetting involved in Kato’s love life.”
“See, Savannah?” Kylie was buzzing with energy. “Eris agrees that he likes you.”
“That’s not what she said,” I pointed out.
Kylie pushed my words away, like they were totally irrelevant to this discussion. “So what happened?”
