"Something tells me deep down that your daughter is nothing like your grandmother," Juliette said as glanced down at the empty plate next to her and then to her own. "Alex would probably be able to confirm that more than you."
"But then, where would that put Haven?" he asked himself. "No she's a witch." He was growling in agitation and occasionally would bark out of frustration. It echoed through the long corridors that he was in. His pacing grew more panicked as he tried to figure out how to solve the dilemma that was at his hands.
The School of Dedicated Roleplayers [closed]
A general roleplay guild with emphasis on improving RPers.
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