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Staring at the three idiots before, I couldn't help smirking at myself. I should have known the old hag wouldn't listen, but as we didn't talk much except when devising devious plans, she had kept this part from me along with that dunce Ingrim, who had been an asset up till now.
My mother was best at scolding and complaining, as she walked back and forth hemming and hawing while smashing things in Darius Claw's living room, as his parents looked on in anger but were too afraid to intervene.
"A bunch of idiots! Your son is good for nothing, just like you two! He is on the council and still couldn't produce an ounce of what they could! Useless! Ahh!" Sade yelled, she picked up a small trinket off the mantle and threw it against the wall. Crash! The trinket broke into pieces at the
