Chapter Eight

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"I'm scared for her, Forkle."

What? Savi pressed her ear against the door.

"You shouldn't be," came the voice of Magnate Leto.

Magnate Leto? Hadn't Keefe just said Forkle? Wasn't Mr Forkle the leader of the Black Swan? He couldn't be Magnate Leto... could he?

"But I am. Forkle, she's shoving everyone out."

"I'm worried for you, Keefe. You stopped joking around," came Magnate Leto's voice again.

"My son died two days ago, Forkle. I can't go back to life as normal."

"Sophie needs you," Magnate Leto reminded him.

Suddenly, Savi remembered that Magnate Leto could track her thoughts. But she smiled and used the trick she'd been practicing. She smiled and compressed her thoughts and her consciousness into a box and changed the location of that 'box' to her bedroom. It would mean that Magnate Leto would track her thoughts to her bedroom.

"Careful," Magnate Leto warned. "Savannah just walked past. She's back in her bedroom now, but... you never know. She might get suspicious of why the door's closed."

"We close a lot of doors in Willowtree," Keefe reminded him.

"You don't lock them often, though, do you?"

"She hasn't even tried opening the door yet, Forkle."

"True," Leto mused.

"Forkle... I'm scared. For Savi. For Sophie. For Seri. I know Sophie's hurting, she confides in me, and Seri's pretty obvious about her feelings, but.... I worry the most for Savi. She just blocks everyone out. And though she's talking to Cerulean, I'm pretty sure she doesn't talk to him about this. And if I get him to ask her, she might block him out, too."

Honestly? Savi didn't care that her parents were worried about her. They'd ignored her most of her life, focusing on Will and Seri. She didn't care that they focused on Will because he needed to be focused on. He was sick. And now he was dead. But it was the fact that they treated Seri like a princess that really got to her. Why would they focus on the annoying girl who rambled all day long?

That was one of the reasons she'd stopped talking. Stopped confiding. Stopped letting them know what was happening with her. Maybe if they cared, they'd press it. But they never did. Some would say they respected her. Savi thought they just didn't really want to know what was up with her.

So, she made her 'box' move out of the house to see what would happen.

She could hear Magnate Leto standing up. "Did you allow Savi to leave?"

"She wouldn't do that, Forkle, it's raining."

But Savi had had enough of the conversation. She vaulted out the window and went to the exact place where her 'box' was, letting it reconnect with her and become her again. She was going to let it truly be the real Savi. She sprinted away from home, blinking rain out of her eyes because she didn't care anymore. She needed some time out of that confining box. Time to herself.

"Savi!" She could hear Keefe shouting after her.

I'll be fine! She shouted the words into his head before raising her Pathfinder to the light and disappearing.

She reappeared at Havenfield. She didn't know why she'd chosen her grandmother's place, but she wanted to see the alicorns. They were happily curled up in the grass pastures. Wynn and Luna were full-grown now, cute big alicorns with the usual brown alicorn eyes. Sometimes, Savi wished her eyes had been brown. Maybe if she'd looked a little more like Seri, her parents would have loved her, too. But Seri got the brown eyes, and Savi got the bad looks and ugly blue eyes. Well, not ugly. But... normal. Will had gotten brown eyes too. He'd been special. Like Seri.

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