"HF-"
His eyes widened, confused and concerned
(A.F) "asran...we are making an arrangement, to stop this horrid war and save our kingdom"
(A>F) "the queen has offered her sons, prince Azierial, hand in marrige..."
"...."
His lips parted, in shock as he processed this, eyes big as dinner plates
(AF) "you two mingle while i sort things out with the queen here"
azi walked up and waved, awkwardly smiling, nervous
"...I-I-"
(AF) "G o."
"i t t think we should-"
He was already scurrying out, overwhelmed and needing to process-his wings fluttered anxiously, making him move faster-and he was-real fast-
he ran after him, panicing
He lost him-
"s s shit!"
he was now lost in the temple, seeing no way bacl
