Voice: "I am ready for the day"
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"Can't I?!" Avia mumbled as if her vocal cord has been sealed up.
Unmoved, Merid swallowed scanning her from afar as her words settled in his ears, actually, it's not about her question but the aggression in her voice that contains tonnes of sadness.
He wondered what could have turned her that way because he could remember the face that left the arena, how happy and joyous it was. Though he wanted to come to see her after the event, but because he saw her in a great mood he scooped it to attending to something else.
"What exactly turned her this way?"
Speechless, He watched Avia as she closed her eyes. Not wanting to pester her, he gently stood up to cover her up with the duvet.
He sniffed curiously when a wine incense reached his nose, instantly, he bent to make face with her in other to identify the type of wine it was but was stopped by the creaking sound of the door.
