The way Azrianna's eyes lit with rage briefly was enough to make Yrsula's own heart race with terror - so she couldn't have imagined what Amyra felt at the moment.
"That's enough." The short, small woman bellowed loudly despite her tiny stature. She even stood up and slammed her hands on the bedside table as she did so.
"I think that perhaps you should go and work on bringing Tobias back instead of worrying about Azier anymore," the raven haired beauty hinted maliciously while her teeth grit down into one another angrily.
The scholar reared her head back and scoffed, instantly insulted. "Excuse you? What is that supposed to mean?"
"I think you know." Azrianna replied coldly and darted her eyes. "Perhaps you should go beg Dagon for directions, or an inkling of an idea where he may be. I do not think this arrangement is working out well anymore."
