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There was no point telling him anything if he thought like that. The goddess wouldn't lie to me so I could pretend I didn't know that he was searching for my mother and he would never find out. I felt I wouldn't care if he hated me but just imagining him looking at me in disgust changed my mind.

"Marcus and Balthazar were my parent's good friends. They were nobodies before my father picked them up from the gutter, brushed them up and made them a part of his table. Filth favoured by the king. My father respected their intellect and they screwed him over with it at the end of the day," he laughed, then he pinched his nose. "Nothing of them remained when I was done but Andromeda, that bitch." He left his statement hanging there.

"What did she do?" He'd never willingly spoken about his past before.

"She accused my father of dishonouring his words to the magic folks so she used that to justify her involvement in his betrayal. When I took vengeance into my hands for her clan's involvemen