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Anna-Maria smiled as the twins attached themselves to her legs. "It's nice to see you, too!" She looked up and then whispered to them softly, "Okay, detach yourselves, please. Artemis is looking this way."

Diana and Davy grudgingly let go. "Anna-Maria, I'll show you to the table." Artemis offered her his arm.

"I thought chivalry was dead." Anna-Maria commented.

"Remembering bits and pieces again, are you?" Artemis smiled. "Chivalry is still alive right here, in me."

Anna-Maria smiled slightly and took his arm. "The world needs more people like you, Artemis." And less like me.

"I think we have a few friends underground who would disagree with that statement." He whispered.

"No, they wouldn't. To look at you now, no; they wouldn't disagree." Anna-Maria said softly.

"Did you say something?"

"Uh, no; not really. I'm fine, it's just –"

Artemis nodded. "I understand. Everything must be completely new for you; you are most probably also unable to tell what is safe from what is dangerous, right from wrong." He guided her over to the table. "Here," He said, pulling out a chair for her. "You can sit next to Mother."

"Wouldn't you rather…?"

Artemis shook his head and smiled. "No, you sit with her. Think of my mother as your own."

Anna-Maria sighed internally and sat down. "Thank you, Artemis." I hope you never have to end up with someone like me.

Angeline sat next to Anna-Maria and whispered quietly, "Are you alright, dear? You seem a bit sorrowful."

Anna-Maria pretended to wipe her mouth with her napkin as she whispered a reply, "I am; why does Artemis like me so much? I don't deserve it at all; not as a friend, not as a stranger, not even as an enemy."

"Shush, Anna-Maria. Don't talk like that, not ever. You are one of the kindest girls I have ever met."

"You must not have met many nice girls then."

Artemis Fowl Senior sat on Anna-Maria's other side before Angeline could reply. "Hello, Anna-Maria. It certainly is nice to see you again."

Anna-Maria straightened and lowered her napkin. "Yes, it is, isn't it?"

Artemis Senior leaned over and whispered, "Calm down; Angeline told me everything."

Anna-Maria gulped. "Everything?"

He winked. "Everything."

Anna-Maria relaxed a little. "Oh, that everything."

"Hello, Anna-Maria, I –"

"Aah!" Anna-Maria jumped out of her seat, remembering that she was not supposed to remember the giant bodyguard. She hid behind Artemis (Junior). "Who are you?"

"Anna-Maria, it's all right. You may not remember Butler, my bodyguard."

"Why am I always the last to know everything?" Butler demanded of no one in particular. "Let me guess, standard amnesia?"

"It appears to differ between standard and severe at times." Artemis replied.

"So precise…any idea how to retrieve her memory?"

"Not at the moment, unfortunately."

Anna-Maria peered at Butler over Artemis's shoulder and winked at him quickly. "I think I remember you. The gigantic size is definitely triggering something."

Butler frowned as he perceived the reason for her wink. "I have an over-active pituitary gland."

"Too much human growth hormone? Well, you are a bodyguard; it makes sense." Anna-Maria sat back down in her seat. "My apologies for screaming; you can bill me if you need a hearing aid."

"That won't be necessary." Butler replied as he handed her the rolls. "I need some help in the kitchen, Mistress Fowl…"

Anna-Maria jumped up again. "I'll help!"

Butler nodded as Anna-Maria excused herself and followed him into the kitchen. He turned as soon as the door was closed. "Okay, Anna-Maria; what's going on? The amnesia?"

"Nonexistent, Butler." Anna-Maria replied immediately. "It is only a farce intended for Artemis, Holly, Mulch, and Foaly. Just a little lesson on telling the truth and trust."

"I'm not sure whether I agree completely with what you are doing." He commented.

Anna-Maria sighed. "I do not agree with it either, Butler. But I feel like I need to do this."

"Do Artemis's parents know about this?"

"Yes."

"Then I won't tell Artemis."

Anna-Maria hugged him and picked up the pan of scrambled eggs. "Thank you, Butler."

Butler sighed as the door closed behind her. "I am honestly getting too old for this."

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Anna-Maria was flopped on her bed, facing the ceiling when Angeline entered the room. "Anna-Maria, what are you doing?"

"Playing with rose petals."

"How do you play with –" Angeline stared as a handful of petals floated around the bed. "Oh, that's how."

Anna-Maria floated the petals between her hands and began to juggle them mentally. "Yes, that's how you play with rose petals."

"I see…have you seen Artemis?" Angeline asked.

Anna-Maria sat up and floated the petals around her head. "Artemis as in your husband or Artemis as in your son?"

"My son."

"In the library." She replied.

"Thank you." Angeline turned to leave, but Anna-Maria called her back.

"Angeline, I want to know what you think. Am I taking this charade too far?"

Artemis's mother smiled slightly and sat next to the fairy-girl. "Oh, Anna-Maria; if you feel that this is something you need to do, then do it." She smoothed the girl's bangs away from her eyes. "I'll support you whatever your decision is. I want you to think of me as your own mother – a second one."

Anna-Maria cocked her head. "Isn't a mother-in-law considered as a second mother?"

Angeline pretended not to have heard. "What is Artemis doing in the library?" She asked instead.

"Either staring at the walls in thought or reading through a dozen books to figure out how to eliminate my so-called 'amnesia'."

"Oh, of course."

"Maybe I should give myself a really hard bump on the head; then I actually would obtain amnesia and Artemis's research would not be fruitless."

"Do I need to give you a lecture?"

"Maybe."

"Well, that was not the answer I was expecting…"

Anna-Maria dropped her hands and let the petals fall to the floor. "I'll pick them up."

Angeline smiled. "No need; they add color to the room. As a genius, you are probably aware that in India, rose petals are strewn around the room when a couple gets married."

"Yes, Mistress Fowl. But I think you are thinking a little too far into the future in that."

Angeline was about to reply when the doorbell rang. "I'll go see who that is."

Anna-Maria nodded and leaned back into the cushions on the bed. "Of course."

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Anna-Maria sighed as she thought. Well, at least I get to – "Hello, Mistress Fowl. May I enter? I've come to meet Artemis."

Anna-Maria scrambled out of the bed and nearly fell. "Who was that? Was it…? Please don't tell me –" She opened the door and peered over the balcony. "Oh, Frond, it is!"

I like using suspense – it's so much fun! Okay, don't think I'm evil just because I'm a scorpio – I'm the good kind, unless I get angry…