Hey so I'm going to go on a rant...

I have gotten over 700 views and yet only 4 people have reviewed, actually only 2 because it was the same person who reviewed twice. All you have to do is type like 6 words at most and click post review, and yet so many people aren't doing that. It makes me feel as though no one is liking my story. Also this is not directed towards the two people who have reviewed.

Also this chapter is smaller but there's more dialogue than usual. Tell me if it's good or bad.

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Chapter 8

After 'Rowan' had left him, he had watched her movement. He had felt as though she was hiding something and not just her actual name. He knew when someone was lying, he was a guard after all, and one of the first things that had tip him off was that she hadn't answered his questions. Instead she had deflected them by asking what his name was and the way she had said 'I'm not putting up the mysterious act' had almost been pleading-like. So he watched her go up the stairs and talked to the guard before being let through.

The thought that maybe she was the thief had crossed his mind at some point and time but he had immediately dismissed it after he had finally approached a couple nobles and asked a couple questions about her. Apparently she had started to come to things like a couple years ago and was the granddaughter of the Elder of Script. Her grandmother had sent her here to become more social and collected that way she could inherit her birthright and be accepted by the people. Gajeel had been surprised that there still were Elders, many had died or faded over time since people no longer truly had a need for them. Which was sad because most of them had sacrificed so much so they could help lead their families and friends, that was why they had been called Elders. (More info later)

He was in thought sulking about how other than that he gotten absolutely nothing about her, not that he was stalker, he was just curious. That's what he said to reassure himself but he was definitely being a stalker about a person he barely knew. This made Gajeel sulk even more so he took another sip of wine.

"I didn't take you as one to sulk, you know."

Gajeel raised an eyebrow, "I ain't sulking, shrimp."

"Shimp?!" She shouted clearly offended.

"You know, because you're short." He said while scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment of letting the word slip. He had a bad habit of giving people crude nicknames.

"Thanks, sulker" she said sarcastically. (Idk if that's actually a word)

"Sulker?!" This time it was Gajeel who shouted.

"Yeah, because you sulk." She said clearly throwing his words back in his face.

Gajeel was completely thrown back, she was definitely was not your ordinary noble.

"Gihi,"

"What?" She said now confused.

"You are definitely weird, shrimp."

"What! I'm weird, and you're not?"

"Never said that, shrimp." His rough voice full of amusement.

"Good, because if you had it'd be a lie." Her voice had filled with amusement too somewhere along the way.

"Gihi," she was feisty and blunt. No wonder her grandmother had sent her here, she needed to learn manners.

"That's such a weird laugh."

"Well, yours sure ain't better than mine."

"You haven't even heard mine, Gajeel."

The way she said his name made Gajeel heart beat a little faster, why? He didn't know, and it annoyed him, so he of course scowled.

"I don't need to hear it to know, shrimp."

'Rowan' laughed, "your way too confident, and I think mine is better, wouldn't you say?"

"Don't get your hopes up." Gajeel said as he noticed that the guards were switching shifts. "I have to go check on something."

He needed to find out who had gone down the hallway that had the book locked in the cabinet so he walked up the stairs that 'Rowan' had just walked down about an hour ago. When he reached the guard that was about to go, he saw that he wasn't going to get much information, considering that he could barely walk straight. Who had given them access to the wine, the waitress shouldn't have come here and they were the ones passing out the wine. But that wasn't the problem at hand, Gajeel reminded himself as he saw the guard turn towards the wall for support.

"What is going on,"Gajeel said with authority.

"This one had too much to drink, sir." The guard who was taking over shift of the drunk one said.

"Tell me something I don't know," Gajeel said irritated.

"I'm afraid we will have to get the information form him tomorrow, sir."

"Send him to my office in the afternoon tomorrow."

"Of course, sir."

Gajeel turned away from the guard and past the still staggering guard. His eyes danced from person to person searching for 'Rowan', but couldn't find her small body or cat mask. Did she leave already, Gajeel wondered.

"Sir, have you heard that I'm considered to be the most beautiful girl of this generation." The woman who had bothered him at the beginning of the ball said noticing that he was alone once again.

What was her name, what did 'Rowan' say her name was? His mind searched for the name frantically though he didn't need to worry because she was off rambling about who knows what yet again. Gajeel finally found the name he was searching for.

"Mrs. Evangeline, pardon me, but I'm afraid I must be on my way now." It was a pitiful excuse and he knew it but he hadn't thought that he would need an excuse ahead of time.

So Gajeel left her there stunned that someone had once again brushed her off. Why you little… She thought to herself while starting at the retreating back. She would get her revenge soon, she knew that was for certain, all she had to do was wait.

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