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Sophie teleported back to the Lost Cities and headed back to Everglen for a change. She rang the doorbell and Della came out to escort her in.

"Sophie, what a surprise," she said pleasantly. "I haven't seen you in a while. Good to see you again!"

Sophie smiled, fingering the soy beans inside her pocket. "You too, Della." She followed Della into the living room where Biana was sitting on a couch, applying makeup.

Biana's lips curled up when she saw her friend. "Oh, Sophie, you're right on time. Let's do make-"

"Please, no." Sophie protested, feeling horrified. Biana smirked and muttered under her breath. Then she looked up again.

"Is anything going on?"

Sophie told her everything about Councillor Bronte and the Black Swan. But she left out the part where she visited her parents.

Biana pursed her heart-shaped lips, then broke into an amused smile, and started giggling rather loudly.

Sophie was startled by her hysterical behavior. "What?"

When she'd stopped laughing Biana spoke between shaky breaths(failed attempts to hold back her laughter) and said, "I was asking if there was anything between you and Fitz."

"Oh," Sophie said. "But seriously, Biana, that's not a laughing matter to begin with."

Biana looked confused. "Of course it's not a laughing matter, Sophie Foster. What do you expect me to do? Cry? Of course not. So is anything going on between you two?"

Sophie shook her head vigorously. "No." she said with as much conviction as she could muster.

Biana smiled wanly, standing up and pushing Sophie gently to the stairs, guiding her up to the third room and into Fitz's room.

Before knocking, Sophie looked at Biana hesitantly. "Uh..."

Biana smiled a little wickedly and vanished into thin air. After a moment, a tapping sound could be heard from the door. Sophie sighed. That had to be Biana.

The door opened and Fitz peered out. His teal eyes landed on Sophie.

"Sophie? What are you doing here?"

"I need to discuss the matter with you." She lied, hoping it sounded convincing. She pulled out a loose eyelash at the same time, fidgeting nervously.


"So how do you plan to confront Councillor Bronte?" Fitz asked, looking at her. Sophie tapped her head thoughtfully, thinking carefully.

"Umm...just confront him?" Sophie said, exasperated already. They'd been discussing for like more than fifteen minutes and still hadn't reached a decision yet.

Suddenly she felt so awful. She was Project Moonlark, but she didn't know how to solve a problem. She'd dealt with Brant before, so why not Bronte?

A stubborn tear slid down her cheek and her whole body shook. Fitz's eyes widened as Sophie sobbed her heart out.

He pulled her close to his chest as she cried. "Don't worry," He soothed. "Everything's going to be alright."

Somehow Sophie doubted that.

Her doubt was confirmed when she opened her eyes and found herself staring at Fitz, whose face was just inches away from hers.

They neared the distance and Sophie felt like the whole world was stopping when his lips pressed against hers.

It was only a few seconds-but it felt like an eternity to Sophie-when a familiar voice-no, two voices rung into their ears.

Sophie and Fitz pulled away. Fitz's cheeks were slightly pink. Sophie knew hers were much more darker.

Keefe smirked at them. "Oooh, they finally did it. Hm, Biana?"

Biana's cheeks were flushed pink with happiness. "I have been waiting for this day for so long." She gushed, and muttered a word under her breath that sounded something like 'whipped'.

Fitz rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you were looking, sister."

"Of course I was." Biana said proudly. "You should be happy that Della went out to Eternalia to go shopping for new clothing." she eyed Sophie happily.

Fitz looked at Sophie. "Bye, Sophie."

Sophie forced her voice to work. "Bye."


"So what do you think of our dear little Fitz?" Keefe asked, teasing her a little. Though she could hear a tinge of bitterness in his voice.

Biana rubbed her hands eagerly.

Sophie groaned and touched her lips gently, which were still tingling after the kiss.

She didn't know what to think of it. Did she really like Fitz? She really really wasn't sure.

Sophie wasn't sure if she could face Fitz anymore. They were so awkward together. Not like Keefe.

Wait, what?

Sophie shook her head and looked up at her two friends. "Let's go to Havenfield."