#azeile shadow

This time, I did silhouettes, too!

Plus, a full antagonist lineup:

And, just like last time, closeups under the cut:

Azeile lit the incense, carefully lighting it and letting it rest in the holder. The smoke wafted off the parapet and out into the night. It was too early to perform the rite, as the Festival of Spirits wasn't for another three days. But she let it burn anyway.

"May we meet again in another life..."

She paused. She'd only met the deceased once, and yet heart was filled with inexplicable grief.

Guilt. It was guilt that had compelled her to steal incense from the storage room and burn it on the keep's rooftop. She tried to atone by honoring his memory, by picking out the perfect stick of incense and holding her own rite. She chose one that was fragrant and felt nice in her hands that wouldn't be missed.

More than anything, it was his death that stuck the chord. Execution. No, murder. Royal authority be damned, Victoria had murdered that man and Azeile would stand by that claim if it killed her. It was all her fault, anyway.

"One less cruel," she finished.

Azeile brings a large sum of money to Victoria. However, the queen is rather suspicious...

Victoria: Are you trying to pay back your debts with my stolen objects?

Azeile: No... this is money I made from selling them.