Marradole,


    I’ve been summoned by the Queen. I didn’t want to leave you but according to the messenger they sent, the Queen seems irritated. Never a good sign. There’s food in the microwave for you to eat, I had brought it up to you yesterday but you were dead to the world. It should still be OK to eat.


    I should be back tonight. We can practise when I’m home.


    Love you,


    Ma.


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    marradole


    you were supposed to be teaching me to control it, not some dead saint from hundreds of years ago. What’s the point in you even being involved if all you’re going to do is throw your responsibility away? If I wanted spiritual guidance I would have grovelled at the Mattlock’s residence!”


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