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Miserable Females

“Mother,”

“Amalthea, my precious!”

Arethusa ran with sacred tears coming down from her eyes at the sight and the voice of her daughter. She held her as tight as she could.

“I am so sorry for coming so late I wanted to go down immediately, and I kept waiting for a fire medium to come but they never did,” she threw a subtle accusation at the fire king.

‘Some things never change’ Amalthea thought to herself as she looked at her mother’s anxious face. She knew that her mother loved her dearly, she most likely cherished her over everything else in the entire universe, but had her mother thought for a couple of seconds, or even paused to consider how Amalthea’s voice made a come back. She would have known that it was all due to the fire essence curing her.

Her mother’s face finally registered her daughter's quiet complaints.

“How… was he… did he manage to cure you?” She asked.

When Arethusa heard her daughter’s voice that she lost the day before after immortal childbirth, she had high hopes
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