Part 19

“Gemma.” Prince Emmanuel handed me a can of soft drinks. “That’s all the vendors at your school have, just put up with it,”

I nodded. “Thank you, Prince Emmanuel,” he said, then he sat down next to me. “What are you doing here, Prince Emmanuel?” I asked.

“I found out Borstal had practice against Windsor. I thought of going, but it looks like I’m late.“ he paused. “Gemma, don’t cover for him if Cynfael hurt you. He should...“

I shook my head. “Prince Augustus didn’t hurt me. He had nothing to do with my crying earlier. Please, Prince Emmanuel, don’t be mad at him. I don’t want to be the cause of your fight.”

Prince Emmanuel suddenly placed his hand on my head and smiled. “All right,”

While waiting for the prince to come out, I told Prince Emmanuel how Borstal’s game was earlier, especially how competitive Prince Augustus was to win, even though that was just a practice game. “Too bad you didn’t see how good the prince was in the practice game earlier. He was the only one who scored