"Why the long face?" Azula's chuckle dripped with sardonic amusement. "Isn't that what you are? A dog? An obedient animal that follows his master and eagerly awaits the scraps from his table." Her laughter grew louder, fueled by her bitterness.
The dark Fae's expression twisted with rage, his fury boiling over as he stormed towards Azula, closing the distance between them in swift strides. With a swift motion, he decked her hard across the face, the impact echoing through the prison cell.
Azula tasted blood in her mouth instantly, but it only fueled her defiance as she lifted her gaze to the dark Fae. With a maniacal cackle, she threw her head back, her frail frame shaking with the intensity of her laughter, as if on the brink of madness. When the laughter finally subsided, Azula turned to the dark Fae, her eyes alight with a wild gleam.
