After Azrael left with her family, he sat on the floor in the tent thinking over what happened. It happened so quickly that he could not explain.
If he was the one that made the move first, it would be the end of their mission. The queen disliked him a lot. Even the way she looked at him, it was clear that his presence irritated her. He wondered if she found out something about him.
Azriel buried his face in his palms. Whenever he was so close, an unknown force comes from nowhere and pushed his efforts away. If Azrael confessed her love for him, he would stand boldly in front of everyone and tell them.
He did not want the situation whereby he fights his way to her family's heart. Then, she changes her mind at the last minute.
"Piece of shit" He kicked the iron boots beside him. Azriel was frustrated. Everything kept on going backward instead of forward. He would have just killed everyone in this palace by burning them.
But how can get be so wicked?
