School without Ace meant Madoc followed me around like a shadow all day. I hated it.

I tried to tell him that I didn’t need a babysitter, but he ignored me and followed just a few steps behind me everywhere I went, like the good little Ace-worshipper he was.

When I walked into the cafeteria for lunch, the first thing I did was attempt to flee from my overbearing bodyguard.

“Bye, Madoc!” I called over my shoulder. “No need to babysit me during lunch! Too many witnesses around for anyone to murder me!”

Madoc rolled his eyes while he watched me scurry away. “You and I both know lunch is...