Valerian and Azula were reading books, and the strange ambiguity of the atmosphere, made the staff think twice about approaching them. They both sat at the same table, but they were not interacting with each other at all.
The princess was reading books on philosophy while Valerian was dabbling with the subject and topic of politics. He wanted to read this to be more proficient while dealing with monarchs and so-called royalty. Today he took a gamble, this gamble could have backfired and the Emperor could have had him beheaded.
Valerian realized another chink in his armor, the lack of sophistication. He wanted to hone it. Just when the two were getting immersed in the books, Priscilla appeared in the library and came to Azula. She bowed her head and whispered something in her ear. The Empress had summoned her as she was running late for their evening tea.
