Azriel sat in silence, flipping through the pages of the book from earlier.
Once in a while, he watched Olivia's healing process, he couldn't help but reflect on the journey they had been through together.
Even though she had never shown much warmth towards him before, when Azriel heard Olivia beg him to stay, a sweet feeling blossomed in his chest.
With a small smile playing at his lips, Azriel refocused his attention on the book.
Out of the blue, Leonidas materialized, his hands stained with blood, a sword in his grip. Azriel's smile vanished, his brow furrowing. "What's the matter?" he asked Leonidas.
"Your majesty, we're under attack," Leonidas informed urgently. Azriel's brow furrowed even deeper. "An attack?" he asked, his voice filled with surprise. "Are they openly attacking now?"
Leonidas nodded, "Yes, but Erebos isnt among them" Azriel smirked, his gaze shifting towards the lake.
