Mal scoffed.
“Merlin,” said Maeve. “His parents are going to lose it.”
They reached the fifth floor, where Maeve would be heading to her dormitory to check on things there and get to bed herself.
“What an eventful first night as Head Boy and Head Girl,” said Maeve, turning towards Mal.
He gave her a small smile, one that didn’t meet his eyes. “Goodnight, Miss Sinclair.”
He departed and didn’t look back at her. Maeve resisted the urge to slip into his mind and see what was really eating at him. It didn’t take her long to speculate it was Henry’s loyalty to Kietel that cause that occupied Mal’s mind.
Chapter 28
Maeve was already swamped with school work. She took on seven “Supreme preparation” level classes this year and was feeling the weight of every single one.
“Did you hear Hummingdoor is ill?” Abraxas asked.
“No,” said Maeve. “But I suppose that explains why his classes are postponed.”
“He’s insistent on having his first of the year celebration at the end of this week though.”
“Of course he is,” said Maeve.
Mal appeared at her other side in the hallway and slipped a book into her bag.
“What’s that?”
“Something for you to peruse later,” he said.
She reached for her bag, but Mal clicked his tongue.
“I said later.”
She looked up at him.
“Fine.”
“Rowle’s parents came and got him late last night,” said Abraxas.
“Did you get all of that contraband into Draconem Dorm the other night?”
Abraxas avoided her gaze. “Not sure what you are talking about.”
Maeve rolled her eyes. He was lying. “Abraxas,” whined Maeve.
“Look,” said Abraxas, “It’s done all the time, and nothing like that ever happens. Don’t go blaming me for Rowle’s stupidity.”
Maeve eyed him but found it difficult to argue.
“I can’t believe he did that,” said Maeve.
“Yeah,” agreed Abraxas. “That poor girl.”
They passed the Serpentine girl from the party, the new student who spoke up. She was sitting on the stairs looking through sheets of parchment with an aggravated look.
Maeve stopped walking. Mal and Abraxas continued on.
“Do you need assistance?” Maeve asked.