I found them both near the training grounds because of course, that's where they'd be. Lucas was polishing his blade with that bored-but-dangerous look he always wore.
Marcus stood a few paces away, arms folded, brooding under a tree like the opening line of some tragic love poem.
I cleared my throat. "Hey. You two."
Both of them turned to me. Two pairs of sharp eyes, two very different shades of judgment.
"I've made a decision," I announced, standing straighter than necessary.
Marcus took a step forward. Lucas's hand paused on his blade.
"I'm going to the lantern festival," I said.
Lucas smirked. "That's good, it'll be better we go out and you get your mind off what's bothering you."
Marcus narrowed his eyes. "You two?" Then he asked me. "Bella what's going on?"
Going together as a trio
I held up a hand before things got complicated. "I'm going with both of you."
They blinked.
"What?" they said in perfect unison.
