(Azriel POV)
"This wasn't really necessary, you know!" Azriel said, as two women fussed over her. Unlike the rest of the people in the Blight that she had seen, these two women were almost pretty. They had long red hair and deep, dark blue eyes. They were at least a foot taller than her and looked like twin sisters. They were dressed in identical red dresses, swopping off their shoulders. They had descended on her soon after Kali had left her and had brought with them a large trunk of dresses. They had made multiple rounds of her tiny room, bringing hot piping tea, scones, and clean water to bathe.
Azriel had wondered how they had received scones in the middle of this blasted land. Having tea and scones after the few days she had had, seemed like a moment of delight and peace, almost like reality had left her and gone out of the window.
