"Why are you making this so hard on me, Princess!" Azar groaned as he threw his head back.
"You know I don't completely forgive you for what you have done, you know?" she said pouting, taking a seat on the chair opposite to the couch that Azar was sitting on.
He is the only one who dares to sit in front of her before she does without her permission. He was taking full advantage of being trusted by the pharaoh, she gave him that.
"You know that I've got no hand in this whatsoever!" He protested. "What was I supposed to do! The pharaoh clearly stated that I'm to be quiet." He humped forward leaning his elbows on his knees.
"I won't take any excuses," she stated, turning her head away from him.
