You show up a few minutes early, letting out a low whistle at the obvious wealth that Jasper's family has. You're greeted by a servant and wait in the foyer when you sense an energy so delicious it literally makes your mouth water. Slowly looking around, you quickly lock eyes with an older man who approaches you with a confident swagger You must be the tutor my son can't stop talking about. I can see why... I'm his father, Magnus Erisson.
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