"I was there Storm, but you I know my daughter, once she made up her mind there is no going back so you will have to make her forgive you before she leaves for Kudarma."
"She is not leaving anywhere Uncle Emera," Storm said with a tight fist. Just the mere thought of that made him want to punch whoever brought it up, but he couldn't punch Emera. "And she will forgive me. I promise not to touch her again or let me be controlled by my anger." he added, unclenching his fist.
"Okay, if you say so. But Storm, you shouldn't have done that no matter how angry you are."
"I know and I am sorry," Storm said to him.
"Just two questions," he said, lifting up two of his fingers.
"I will answer you if you also promise to answer my own two questions truthfully." Storm told him.
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