"Sniff … sniff …," the silent cry of a woman could be heard in one of the rooms inside the palace of Tétartos, where the kindest of hearts dwell. It was a petite, young woman, with apricot hair and a cute face that made her look like a real-life doll. She was all curled up on her bed, covered in a blanket, and her brown eyes turned red from her non stop sobbing.
Now, Azalea was making rounds across the palace, like she usually did, everynight starting from the time of their capture. The reason for her doing this was because she wanted to make sure everyone was doing okay, and getting their sleep, or in case somebody needed a bit of encouragement or help. Thus, everyone in Tétartos respected her and loved her for her utmost kindness.
