Azriel: Palace Is A Dangerous Place

The division was impulsive. I did not plan to make Kaizen’s sister tag along, let alone make her stay for over three months here. It’s better if she doesn’t. At least she will live. I suppress a sigh, trying to ignore the woman’s presence behind me. Why am I doing this again? I have no fucking clue.

I have to answer my father about this because the man is going to know about this before the neds that I am certain of.

“Where are we going?” Aysel asks, her voice unsurprisingly firm.

“My wing,” I reply crisply.

“What am I expected to do?” she asks, and by her voice, she is just a couple of steps behind me. Unlike her brother, who had no sense of rank, Aysel pretty much knows where to draw the line. Not that I cared, but in Aysel’s case, this will work on her side.

“What a beta is expected to do.” I throw her a back glance. “You know what they are right?”

Aysel remains silent. Dear Goddess, how did Kaizen raise her dear sister?

When we reach my wing, I take her straight to my office