Ignatius is looking at Peridot now, a mixture of incredulous and intrigued. She yells so loud, for something so small. Incredible.
"The wizard knew what he was bargaining for when he offered himself to me," Ignatius says, before looking over to Nightshade. "Pixie, do you know this little green one?"
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"The wizard knew what he was bargaining for when he offered himself to me," Ignatius says, before looking over to Nightshade. "Pixie, do you know this little green one?"