Point-of-View: Azyl Roake
During: Approx. One Year Prior to Story Start
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"...I don't want to."
"That doesn't matter, you're coming with us," Said my father with a sigh.
Nooo...
"It will only be for a few weeks, Azyl, we'll be back before you know it," Assured my mother.
"But...weeks are long," I groaned, really not wanting to do this.
My parents were going on a business trip to Bronztan tomorrow, and...they wanted me to go with them. Our long-time neighbors and family friends the Angors would also be joining us. My family ran a textile business and had a few business partners in Bronztan, the Angors ran a gemstone business, and happened to be going to Bronztan too.
"Go to sleep early, Azyl, we plan on leaving at sunrise," Said my mother.
Ugghhhhhhh...
