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(Jolie) I let out a sigh, my annoyance level being pretty much capped at this point as I narrowed my eyes at my mother. Could she seriously be this dense? She was sitting across from me, laughing at something Matteo said as I swear I was close to stabbing him with my fork.. The conversation my mother and I had earlier made me fight the urge to roll my eyes as I played it over in my head. "Jolie, where have your manners gone?" My mother hissed while practically dragging me through the room. "My manners?! What about what you just did?" I quipped, making my mother pause before finally glancing back at me. "What? Oh..you mean you and that man? Jolie..do you know who that man is?" My mother asked, making me furrow my brow. Should I know who he is? Alder King..it didn't sound too famili