"Huh?"
Azriel looked at Jasmine, Celestina, and even Lioren, all three of whom had declined the proposal outright, and found himself met with equally confused expressions in return.
"Do not tell me you were actually considering that foolish deal." Jasmine said it to Azriel with such coldness that he was certain she was no longer bothering to maintain any mask at all.
Azriel swallowed hard and chose not to answer, averting his gaze toward Lioren instead.
'Celestina and Jasmine, I understand. But... Lioren?'
Reading the question in his eyes, Lioren answered.
"In the same manner as before. If I were to give you up and she found out, I might as well consider myself dead too."
"She?" Jasmine muttered, confused, and Celestina leaned in to whisper an explanation, a faint sulk coloring her tone.
"There is apparently some mysterious woman they both know, and are close to, and are absolutely terrified of angering."
