When Ashara asked Azrael about his trial, he didn't respond immediately. Instead, he glanced at Maelir from the corner of his eye.
Although Ashara had told him that Maelir was his uncle and even helped heal him, Azrael didn't know anything about the man, so he preferred not to speak anything about his trial in front of him.
Maelir noticed Azrael's glance, and his lips twitched.
'Where is the basic trust that should exist between an uncle and nephew?' He shouted inwardly, but soon felt another gaze land on him.
Seeing that even Ashara was now staring at him, Maelir sighed inwardly.
"There is a room over there…" He pointed in a certain direction. "Just go there, and I will wait for you two here… alone."
He emphasized the word alone, as if making sure they heard it clearly.
Ashara didn't care about Maelir's expression and brought Azrael to the room. She first scanned the space and even created a protective barrier around them.
Once she was done, she nodded and looked at Azrael.
