Azalea walked around the grounds of the castle looking at the villains enjoying themselves. She herself could care less about it as the girl took after her mother, only worrying about her half-brother. She was lost in thought when she bumped into someone. âAre you friend or foe?â She teased, not that sheâll do anything to them, it required to much effort.
âFriend. Definitely friend.â He wouldnât dare go against the girl, or anyone. He would rather not have to fight. âIâm Grayan but you can call me Gray.â
















