I just want to thank all my readers for their fabulous comments! I really apprieciate it!

And, I'd like to say, I don't own any of the original Thief Lord characters, or the setting, but I do own Acey.

"Hey Acey! That was a long walk!" Bo exclaimed as Acey entered the Stella.

"Yeah," she said, not quite recovered from the last experience.

The rest just turned back to what they were doing, and Acey sat on the floor with her back to the stage. 'This is so messed up...' she thought to herself with a sigh as she pulled her pen from behind her ear. 'Scipio is rich... And he's not really 'The Thief Lord' after all...'

She scribbled a sentence on her paper, then immediately erased it. She couldn't write about a liar; not right now. Not after what had just happened.

As she leaned back against the stage, her mind wandered to her feelings for Scipio. Was it true? Did she love him? How could she after what just happened. He had lied to everyone; to his best friends.

As she sighed again, she closed the notepad.

Hornet noticed her sigh, and sat beside her. "What is it?" she asked kindly, looking over at Acey.

"I-I'm just not sure about much anymore," she said with a sad smile. "But... I can't tell you why. I promised someone..."

"Oh," said Hornet, giving her an understanding nod. "That's alright. Why don't you join us for dinner? If you don't, I'm afraid Bo will only keep asking for you."

Laughing, Acey stood. "Is it bread and fruit again?"

"No; Scip's just come back. He brought some pretty good looking foods this time," she said, pointing to the so called 'Thief Lord', who had changed out of his dressy, rich clothes.

"Oh, okay," she said, still looking at Scipio. The two friends stood, and made thier way over to where a table had been set up for this occasion.

Scipio gave her a grin, as if the food would apologize to his friends for what they didn't know. Acey gave him another sheepish smile, and sat on one of the folding chairs.

Scipio sat next to her as the others started digging in. "Aren't you going to eat anything?" she asked him, noticing his empty plate.

"Not hungry," he said, just to her. "I think I'll take a walk; y'know, to get some fresh air."

Acey nodded, and took some of the delicious looking cake for herself.

As the others talked and laughed, she sat quietly, barely touching her cake. Which was unusual, because Acey had always had a big appetite, and a love for good food.

"Everything okay?" Hornet asked her between bites of a roast.

"Yeah," muttered Acey as she stood. "I'm going to go for a walk. I need to clear my head."