The muffled shouting from the hallway did not deter him from reading further into Tobias' old journal. In fact, Azier was using it as a means to escape Ilsandra's fury and insults that made it through the wooden door.
He would have cared if the mouth spewing it belonged to anyone worthwhile. His disdain for the redhead grew daily as the shrew of a woman's attitude still hadn't changed. If the prince sat here and shat a pile of gold, he was sure the 'Captain' would find something to complain about.
What a bitch.
His eyes narrowed and he cleared his throat is if to get rid of the bad taste in his mouth, and he continued onto the next page.
