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Agrona watched dispassionately as Silas unfolded his lanky frame from the fireplace. "Ah, the man of the moment. Tell me Silas, exactly when did you plan on informing us of everything that has been going on? Or did you just plan to hide it like you do all your other murky little secrets?"
She placed the teacup back onto the saucer on the table. Standing up she said, "Dora, I have kept this from your father as I do not wish to upset him. You know how sensitive he can be. If you do not come with me now I will have no choice but to send my patronus to him. It is your choice."
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