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CHAPTER 22
Azra's eyes dimmed at the tree but he kept the words that ached to pour out of his lips within.
'Hmm, the divine tree is always partial to her. Why not show me first?' He pondered within himself.
"I can hear your thoughts, Azra. The divine tree is not partial."
"The fact that you can hear my thoughts is proof enough that she is partial," he cried out, contorting his face into a frown.
The young lady shook her head at him before leaning back a bit and placing her left hand on the tree and rubbed its bark.
"Ignore him, Astra."
Azra's shoulders slouched as he heaved out a deep sigh. Keeping his eyes narrowed, he trailed his gaze from where her hand lay on the tree, down to her body and then her face.
Something about her union with the tree was something the others couldn't understand.
Ever since they broke off from the main branch in the kingdom, she felt a certain pull to that place and that was where she met the divine tree.
