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Ashe Pov I walked the halls, clutching my book under my arm as I tried to hurry. If I was fast enough, she wouldn’t see me, and I’d get to avoid her. I’ve been able to avoid her for a week now, but I knew it was coming. The ambush, the questions. “Ashe, a word?” I mentally groaned, stopping as I stood in front of a hall leading to the left. I had been going straight, but I didn’t think to check around the corners, to make sure she wasn’t waiting for me. I was stupid, I should have been more cautious. Then again, I knew she’d have cornered me eventually. I couldn’t deny her forever, she was my Queen. I stared straight ahead, feeling the ache in my cheek that always came when she talked to me, the burn under my eye remembering the torture she inflicted on me when I was just a child. “Yes.