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Family Matters: An Elfhamian Home
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“What do you mean, ‘Do it again?’”
I’d spent the entire morning sweeping, dusting, and scrubbing every room in the house, without using any of the household cantrips that I know.
And she wants me to do it all again?
“Yes,” Mrs. Fletcher said, giving me a severe glare that, Elves Don’t Lie, made me feel like a bug pinned under her hoof. “They may think that this is ‘clean’ in the Empire, but it is not up to our standards.”
“The Master – “
She stamped a hoof. “You will not speak of him in this house,” she hissed at me. “You are here because the [First of Eldest] requested that I teach you two things, and not above two things.” She took a breath before saying. “Now, you will prepare lunch for the two of us.”
I knew better than to argue, although I could feel my tail snapping back and forth a bit. “Yes, Ma’am.”
I’d spent the entire morning sweeping, dusting, and scrubbing every room in the house, without using any of the household cantrips that I know.
And she wants me to do it all again?
“Yes,” Mrs. Fletcher said, giving me a severe glare that, Elves Don’t Lie, made me feel like a bug pinned under her hoof. “They may think that this is ‘clean’ in the Empire, but it is not up to our standards.”
“The Master – “
She stamped a hoof. “You will not speak of him in this house,” she hissed at me. “You are here because the [First of Eldest] requested that I teach you two things, and not above two things.” She took a breath before saying. “Now, you will prepare lunch for the two of us.”
I knew better than to argue, although I could feel my tail snapping back and forth a bit. “Yes, Ma’am.”
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