"Pick up your swords, or stay safe,"
"Oh no father you aren't going to finish this sentence," Nefertari said, despite her voice being loud. It was swallowed right amidst the loud gasps and whispers that went off all around the court hall.
She was pulled right back by Azar who appeared from thin air. His grip was only tight enough on her wrist to hold her in place and not cause her any pain. She shot him glares immediately as she knew that it was him. "Are you here again to hold me back like you always do?" She spat every word from her mouth like poison. Thank God Azar had a strong mind against her continuous offends. If it was someone else they would have already handed in their resignation…if that was even possible.
