Meeting

[Isabella Rothschild]

"You bastard, you know he was taken from you and not from me! I was in the bloody hospital wing..." Isabella hissed angrily. "We'll discuss this more later, let's just get him out of there already!" She shook her head. "Go! Get in the house, and I'll distract him. Go!" She aimed a spell at the window on the other side of the one where her son was, shattering it. She waited a moment, then levitated herself up to the window and peeked inside.

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[Voltaire Rothschild]

"Oh, you mean you couldn't separate your self into more than one person? Silly me!" he said evenly and he turned back to the door, and blasted it open with more force than necessary, he set a shock of spells down another hall way, making as much noise as possible and then he turned to where the room was that held his son.