Even as everyone returns to their homework, though, my eyes keep darting back to the little pile of chocolate on the side of the map.
Delicately, working hard to use my espionage skills, I casually lean forward and slip my hand out –
Only for Luca to swat it away. I gasp in shock, mock appalled.
“Hands off,” Luca murmurs, not looking at me as he looks down at the notebook in which he hastily writes. “I’m using those.”
“They’re mine!”
“You can wait, Ariel!” he says, laughing a little, “until I’m finished!”
“But I want one now,” I moan, truly craving the little treat. “Can’t I just have one of the dead troops!?”
“No!” Luca replies, laughing and glancing up at me, “I might need to set up the scenario again. Just…have a little patience, please.”
“I have some of those,” Daphne says at
