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Sammael was angry, but nowhere near as angry as he appeared to be. He and Valcan had arranged this little show to get Sophia to trust Valcan. He did not like the idea of Sophia hating him, but it seemed inevitable at her age and with her temperament.
Sammael looked up at Valcan, staring daggers at him with his fierce golden eyes. "She is my daughter Far, I think I know what is necessary," he barked, throwing Valcan's hand off of his shoulder. He ignored Sophia's question purposefully and stared angrily at Valcan.
Sammael looked up at Valcan, staring daggers at him with his fierce golden eyes. "She is my daughter Far, I think I know what is necessary," he barked, throwing Valcan's hand off of his shoulder. He ignored Sophia's question purposefully and stared angrily at Valcan.