~ When you're not fed love on a silver spoon you learn to lick it off knives ~
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Keir stood outside Mrs Wade's house, wondering if he should waste his time on her. He knew he had more important people to worry about like the white dragons, but witches were not to be underestimated as well. His years of interaction with all kinds of beings had taught him to be cautious of everyone and everything. Right now he needed Delaney safe and anyone who threatened her life, threatened his chance of getting revenge.
He didn't walk through the door but chose to materialize inside the house. Mrs Wade wasn't surprised when she saw him, and this time she seemed more composed. Her wrist had already healed, thanks to Lydia's powers and facing him, Keir couldn't detect an ounce of fear.
"Agatha, I remember warning you to stay out of my business." he said in a commanding tone, but the woman remained unfazed. Keir raised and eyebrow at her and she smiled lightly.
