The woman stepped between Shadow Stalker and Terry, a look of fury on her face, “Sophia! Kitchen. Now!”
Hm. Did she know, but not the rest of the family?
With a swagger, Regent walked Shadow Stalker into the kitchen. There was a flurry of hissed words between Terry and Shadow Stalker’s mother. Among them was a surprised, hurt, “You knew!?”
Oh boy, Regent’s really stirring up some shit here.
Regent sat down at the kitchen table and put her feet up. Dirty water pooled on the table’s surface.
It was nearly a minute before the mother came storming into the kitchen. She pushed Shadow Stalker’s feet off the table.
Yeah, we’ve got a pissed one over here.
Like mother like daughter, I guess, if this sort of temper is normal for her.
“Explain!” she demanded.
“What?” Regent lifted one shoulder in a shrug.
“We had a deal. You could do this thing of yours, but your siblings were not to know!”
Regent fucked things up for Sophia simply by walking in the door… Maximum reward, minimum effort.
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