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Capítulo VI- Despedidos
"My apologies your majesty," Nevada bowed down to Ben. The six teens looked at Nevada, easily pinpointing the difference and similarities between her and Pandora. Questions flowed into their heads. Who is she? Is she related to Pandora? Was Pandora safe here?
"Please, Ben is fine," he assured. He pointed behind her, "Is Pandora here?"
"Yes, come in," Nevada led the teenagers to the corridor. Wax dripped on the sides of the candles lighting up the halls and corners they turned. They studied the manor remembering their way in and out.
The group of teens glimpsed around the room getting spooked from the strange vibe the manor gave. Maybe because they weren't used to being in or near Pandora's Manor from the many times their parents had told them, 'stay away from the Black manor'.
Out of sight from the public, Jude grabbed Mal's hand holding her close. Mal had scolded him earlier for accidentally reaching for her hand out of habit and he quotes, "It's not isle behavior."
"Her chamber is at the end of this hall," Nevada pointed to the end. "I'll leave you to it."
"Thank you," Ben said to Nevada. He turned to his friends and his lips pursed, "Wish me luck." Ben fiddled with his fingers as he walked down the dark hall. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door three times.
"Come in."
Ben took a last glance at his friends and stepped into her room. Pandora's room wasn't different from the hall. It was like she once described; dark, one bed in the corner of her room, a desk right next to it, a window that viewed the ocean, a wardrobe, and enough space to practice her magic. "Hey, Pandora."
Pandora was in front of her old wooden wardrobe putting away her clothing. She choked detecting his voice instantly. Pandora stopped coughing and faced him, "What? How- what are you doing here?"
"I wanted to apologize. Pandora, I'm so sorry about our fight. It was my fault. Please, come back," he held out his ring.
"It wasn't your fault, Ben-"
"I lashed out instead of understanding. I am so sorry about what I said, I shouldn't have said that Auradon wasn't the Isle," he stepped towards her.
Pandora's shoulder's slightly slumped, "I know you didn't mean it as ill intent but that hurt, Ben."
"I know I messed up and I am so so sorry," he gently grabbed her hands. Pandora had to admit she missed the warmth of them. "Jude told me on the way here what happened. Please, come home."
"The whole gang is here then," she realized. "But you know what I did and I can't go back because of that. I am home."
"I brought the limo, it's a sweet ride," he smiled, attempting to lighten up the mood.
