Flashback.
Earlier in the cozy study room, Atticus gently tapped on the door and Azriel inside, called out, "Come in"
Immediately Atticus entered, bowing politely, "My Lord, you called for me?"
Azriel nodded, resting his hand under his chin.
"Atticus, the princess isn't happy with me, and I don't know how to win back her happiness. Any ideas?"
Atticus was taken aback by the unexpected question, furrowing his brow as he pondered.
"Your majesty, I don't know much about women, but could you tell me what happened before she became upset?"
Azriel nodded and began to recount the events. "It all started with a little drama in front of her room earlier today"
Atticus still couldn't understand what would upset the Princess there. I mean, getting angry with Azriel.
"My lord, what about what happened before then?"
He asked carefully.
