Lysara's expression softens into something resembling hope. "You'd do that? Come with me to the capital?"
Azure nods, unwavering. "Of course. This isn't just your fight anymore. If the royal family is involved, we need answers—and leverage."
For a moment, silence falls between them, heavy with the weight of what lies ahead. Lysara clenches her fists, resolve setting in. "Alright. Then we prepare to leave right away. But Azure…" She hesitates, the vulnerability in her eyes almost painful to see. "If this goes wrong, we might not come back."
Azure uncrosses his arms and places a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Then we make sure it doesn't go wrong. We'll be ready."
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