As the first light of dawn began to filter through the window, Azriel stirred from his slumber to the insistent sound of urgent knocking at their door. Startled, he quickly made his way to the entrance, where he was met by the worried expressions of Lyonne and Analice. Their eyes were wide with concern as they briefly apologized for their unexpected visit. "What happened?" he inquired, his mind racing with possibilities.
"I'm not sure what's going on yet - she just called me over," Lyonne, who was still half-asleep, pointed towards Analice, whose expression resembled that of someone who had just seen a ghost.
"Come in." Azriel looked at the door quickly and ushered them to the couch in the corner before anyone saw them having a little gathering that early in the morning.
