Soon enough, the door opened and the rest of the group walked in together. Zephyriah, who had been sitting in Caelyn's hands, jumped off and flew straight toward Azhriel.
She landed lightly on his shoulder, her small wings fluttering once before folding.
"Hey there, little one. Did you have your fill?" Azhriel asked, brushing a few strands of her soft silver hair.
"Yes! It was really tasty!" Zephyriah said with a bright smile.
"Good." He smiled faintly.
"Yo, dude." Kevin greeted first, his tone casual.
"Hey," Azhriel replied, raising his hand slightly as everyone entered the lounge.
"So, mind telling us how our mysterious Mr. Azhriel managed to get himself a VIP lounge?" Chloe asked, her eyes narrowing playfully.
"Let's just say I have good connections. That explanation should be enough, right?" Azhriel said, a small, teasing smile crossing his face.
"No, that's not enough at all!" Kevin protested immediately.
