The instant Azrianna and Amyra walked through the doors, Yrsula felt deflated and instantly leagues below the two of them. She watched from the safety of the library's doors where she peered through the slim line where the hinge met the side of the door.
The woman in the purple dress had very long black hair that was shiny and looked to be flawless. Yrsula had to look away as she and Azier shared a passionate kiss. She was so jealous and just didn't want to see it - especially when out of the corner of her eye he watched his arm snake behind the small of the woman's back and pull her in closer like he missed her.
She would give anything to feel like that with Azier. It was a shame how much her heart had clasped on the prince since he had taken her here when she couldn't ever hope to be close to him like his wives were.
As soon as they exchanged words, Yrsula turned back to the tiny slit and peered through again.
