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Alliene watched her cousin in silence, stroking Vilzraquath pensivley. What did he expect from her? He acts like a child, he gets treated like one. She had never been talked to with such disrespect from one of her family, given her status among both races. She stood up and began to pace, shooting acidic looks at her cousin's sleeping form. He would learn. She didn't care what he did anymore; If he wanted to run off with an uncultured, uncivilized human-drow that he hardly knew, then let him ruin his life that way. With a last indignant glare at Calaethis, she stalked back towards the lake.
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