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Baghodat was not at all satisfied with her answer. First, Grace steals his first kiss and pretends to like him, then uses her knife to trace his jawline, and now she is going shady on him? This is ridiculous! He held onto the kife and kept it where nodbody would see it. He was not about to be expelled because of her.

When it finally came time, he waited until the coast was clear prior to walking over to the gate. This time, there was no ambush. He could not help but think Grace's proposition was a trap. At the gate, he saw her. He hade to admit, she was beautiful. Normally, he would not come close to attraction, yet this was different, somehow. In a strange way, he also admired how she could take care of herself when push came to shove. Was there more?

It mattered not, whatever feelings there were, she did not return them. Besides, she targeted him for a reason. Something was up, and he wanted to know what it was. The conflicting thoughts caused confusion and frustration for him, both of which showed on his face. "All right, I'm here as instructed, now you uphold your end of the bargain."