42. The Wandering Sorcerer

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Third Person's POV- Dargan touches his mother's feet before feeling her palm brush against his hair. He stands up to his mother's smiling face. "Ma, how are you?" "I'm good. Doing my usual thing. You tell me though. Did you do your duties as a husband?" She asks and Dargan manages to keep a straight face. His mind throw different statements at him. 'Tell her about the poison!' ' 'No! She'll again do something to Rosabelle!' 'You married her because of this!' 'She'll be hurt when she knows this!' 'It doesn't matter! We'll know your answers!' 'How will you answer her then?' "Yes." Dargan answers before his brain could mess with him anymore. "Very well then! She might not be of any use but she is precious to her family. And it's better if we have their weakness." "Ma, are you g

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