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He moved for the door, but the air in the room shifted, the warmth of a cast spell sliding past him, and he heard the door mechanisms lock. Ominis swallowed, but kept his voice steady. “Really, mother?”
“Sit, boy.” Nestra’s voice cut through the room, all pretense gone. He hesitated, because honestly he’d rather now fling himself out the window than go back to that chair. “Don’t test me.”
Okay. All right. He was fine. Really, he was. He could handle this. He’d handled worse. Surely he could just brush off his mother. But…but his hands shook, muscles twitched and tensed, remembering how that tone always brought pain.
Haltingly, hating himself, Ominis walked back to the chair and sat down. “What is it you want, mother?”
“Holidays are soon. You will return to Gaunt Manor for them.”
“And why would I do that?”
“To pick a wife.”
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Backed into a corner by his manipulative mother, Ominis must return to his family and get busy continuing the Gaunt lineage. Fortunately, his one remaining friend won't let him face this alone.