Buffeted by wind and snow, Azima crossed the street and entered the Castle District.
Although it was strange to send for her at this hour of the night, as Azima trusted Wendy, she had agreed to follow her to the castle. Meanwhile, she had left Doris behind, who had insisted on coming with her.
This way, she could keep her friend out of trouble in case anything happened.
Shivering under her clothes, Azima held herself tightly as she reached the castle gate.
"Are you cold?" Wendy glanced at her smilingly. "Don't worry. You'll soon need to take off your coat once you get in."
Hang on... take off?
Is His Majesty planning to...
"Please enter, Ms. Wendy." While Azima was still in a shock, the gate slowly opened and the guard ushered them in. "His Majesty is in the study. I'm afraid I have to stop here as I still have duties to attend to."
