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CHAPTER 47
~King Ash's POV~
I had barely taken a sip of my evening tea when the doors to my study opened without announcement.
Only one person in this kingdom walked in without waiting to be invited.
Azriel.
He strolled in as though this was a casual social call, dressed in his usual all-black attire, the faint scent of night air clinging to him.
A plate of honeyed pastries sat between us on the low table, and he helped himself without asking, as if he were not here to stir unrest in my already burdened mind.
"Brother," he greeted smoothly, taking a seat across from me. "I see the chaos of Lunaria hasn't reached you."
I frowned. There was hardly ever any good news with Azriel, and with him being here, I honestly did not know what to think.
Still, he continued, "Have you heard what your daughter has been up to?"
