"Tell me WHAT?" I was mad.
"Argul, how could you do this to her?" Grunin said, still ignoring me, like everyone else.
Argul scoffed. He turned to Grunin, "How could I?" He turned to Neaven, "How could you? How could you not tell me? You didn't even have the decency to tell me that you were simply leaving the Hulta forever. WE WERE WORRIED TO DEATH WHEN YOU WERE GONE!"
"oh please. I bet you didn't even notice I was gone until someone wanted some magic done?"
"Oh MY GOD! Why are you ALWAYS such a drama queen?"
"oh so no one did notice I was gone until someone wanted some magic done."
"I'm so tired of your bullshit! You were always Mom's favorite. You were the one that had the 'gift'. I was just the imperfection, the good looking and talented Argul with thin magic blood in me. "
"So what? You were always the Hulta's favorite because you were such a good 'leader'. I was just a fucking oddball!"
They continued to scream at each other, and none of us are doing anything about it.
Neaven had enough, "You know what? You haven't changed one BIT! You are still such a spoil brat! I don't even know what I was thinking when I thought that you might have changed!"
"I'm the spoil brat? Me? You have got to be kidding me! It's always 'Look at Neavan. Look at what she could do. Oh and Argul, be a dear and fetch this for Neavan. She's too tired after a day of magic.' "
"YOU, FU-----"
All of a sudden Grunin went to Neaven's side, and he put both hand on her shoulder, and forced her to sit.
"Now Neaven," he said quietly, "it's not worth it."
"You are god damn right it's not!" she said, still mad, but she sort of calmed down. She threw Grunin's hand from her shoulder and Grunin sat back down on her seat.
"So tell me what?" I tried again.
Neaven looked at me as if she just noticed I was there in the first place. Then she got up from the table and left without looking back. Grunin followed her and the two of them left a table of angry, worried and confused guests.