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"You're one stubborn familiar!" I bark at Argon who is on his knees next to my bed. His brown eyes are fixed on me as if daring me to do my worst. "How am I supposed to brag about you at the ball tonight when you can't even fill my wine cup?" The frustration deepens. I groan grabbing the guide book father had bought for me. How to train a familiar, it reads. The methods written are so cruel, but right now I'm considering using at least one to teach the demon who's the master. "Forgive me if I'll be harsh Argon, but remember this is your doing. If you'd be a bit obedient, I won't have to use this book!" I cry showing him the cover. Something crosses his lips for a flash of a second. It looked like a smirk, but he brushes it away so fast. My eyes bulge. The audacity in this familiar is astounding.
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