Marxin

Marxin: “Deal.” Fey (You): “very well, when you return home tonight, your mother will be in pristine health. It’ll be as if she was never sick at all. Even the memories of her suffering will fade.” Marxin: “Thank you, she’s everything to me.” Fey (You): “I know, I know. Let’s hope the price wasn’t too much for you to pay after all. Only time will tell.” Marxin: “so when do we start?” Fey (You): “If I may ask you to elaborate?” Marxin: “You said you wanted my first born.” Fey (You): “Yes, and you agreed?” Marxin: “Yeah! So… when do we start?” Fey (You): Blushing extremely hard. “Ah.”