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Princess Azrael's Pov.
I came downstairs dressed in a black gown to honor my mother. Aunt Anabel told me that she loved roses so I told my maids to get me red roses.
"Here is it, my lady," Lyla said with a smile. In her hands were a bunch of rose flowers. I was impressed with the color. It was bright as the lipstick I wore.
"Give it to me" I took them from her. The memorial service was going to take place soon. I saw the other lords but there was no sign of Lord Azriel. It seemed the crowd has swallowed him…or My stepmother stopped him from coming to the palace. She did not want him anywhere near me.
"Are you looking for Lord Azriel?" Lyla watched me for some time before asking. She moved a bit closer and whispered. "He is not here, my lady. I searched for him already."
