The year 1835
"Why did you call me here?" Azrael entered the palace's hall, her eyes staring at the silhouette of the woman with her back facing towards her.
"What do you think? That is the only reason I would let someone cursed enter my place…" Valkyrie responded not even finding a reason to bat an eye at her. While Valkyrie feeds the bluebird locked inside a golden cage.
"To do your dirty deeds because you are a coward and egoistic old shrewd who steps on others to stand on top…" As soon as Azrael finished the word a sharp blade of wind hit her, pinning her to the wall behind her and plopping down to the floor.
"Watch what you mutter from that cursed tongue of yours next time." Valkyrie looked at her fallen body as coughed in pain.
