Lawrend left the room and headed to the meeting room. That room was the same room where he met Ember and the Three Envoys—thinking about the past made Lawrend nostalgic.
*Knock* *Knock*
"Hmm..? Who is it?" a seductive and laidback woman's voice sounded from the other side.
In a fake deep tone, Lawrend said, "Your Emperor."
"Fufufufu. It seems like someone needs punishment."
*Step* *Step*
Lawrend heard her footsteps from inside, and the door opened.
Aezel's red hair swayed as she stepped out with her arms crossed. She was looking down at his feet and scanned him up.
"Wha–!"
Aezel jumped back in fright. She widened her eyes and stared at Lawrend for a good few seconds.
"You're not dreaming," Lawrend said.
"Master!"
Aezel jumped into his arms.
"Woah! You almost poked my eyes!" Lawrend exclaimed and moved her horns away from his face.
