Lazarus was having wine in one of the castle's many parlors with Acheron, Blayze, and William.
"I saw Roxana. His Majesty didn't send her home after all." He said.
Acheron smiled to himself.
"You think he likes her," Blayze spoke.
"Something like that," Lazarus replied.
Blayze smirked. "Then he finally has a weakness."
Lazarus shook his head. "Don't ever touch a demon's woman. You know it won't end well."
Blayze shrugged. "I won't touch her. Maybe just take a look."
These two, Blayze and Skender could never get along. Blayze had no patience and Skender was known to have too much of it. For Blayze to be redeemed he needed to learn to have patience. It was the virtue that was required of someone with the sin of wrath, just like humility was the required of someone with pride.
"Anyway, Roxana is what we need to make Skender become less boring."
