He could recognize that voice anywhere and even a fool could see that it belonged to Mira.
"Mira, it's me." Azel said calmly.
The blade pressed closer to his neck and he felt it break skin drawing a thin line of blood, it was obvious that she wasn't playing around at all.
"Elf... I don't know who you think you're deceiving, but my sweet Azel doesn't have your kind's ears. Stop speaking in his voice." Her voice shook slightly with anger.
She blushed immediately after saying it, remembering the time he, her, and Mynes had slept on the same bed and how his body had felt pressed against hers.
Azel softly gave Rene a look and the boy understood immediately.
Rene stood up and shifted back a few meters, putting distance between himself and the confrontation.
Mira's eyes tracked him with suspicion. "And you, where do you think you're—"
Azel moved instantly.
