Azula's ladylike demeanor lasted until the very moment she stepped into her private quarters. As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, her posture transformed abruptly. Any semblance of refinement dissolved as she unleashed an unladylike laughter that left Maxi utterly dumbfounded.
"Did you see the look on Queen Maeve's face?! I mean that woman has to be a weapon fashioned against Oberon!" She laughed
"That was not funny, taunting Queen Maeve like that," Maxi remarked, her voice tight with disapproval, lips pressed into a thin line.
Azula waved Maxi's concerns away with a dismissive gesture. "Oh, come on, that was nothing! You worry too much. Besides, I had it under control, didn't I?"
Maxi wanted to refute Azula's words, but she couldn't find any reason or action to fault her for. The truth remained that Azula had done well, and it left her without a solid argument. Frustrated, she let out a huff, her brows furrowing in annoyance.
