Azriel sat down in the chair at my brand new desk when we got back to the room. He was rubbing his temples, trying to relieve the headache he had developed. The covered dishes from dinner, a jug of water, and a bottle of wine were set down on a nearby table. I signaled to them they could leave, knowing how much Azriel would want peace and quiet after the dinner fiasco.
To be honest, the entire time I wasn’t scared of him at all. I was only scared for him. Scared that his plans would somehow take the wrong turn and he gets punished instead. “I’m sorry you had to see things unfold like that.”
“Don’t be. You took down a human trafficking ring in one fell swoop. What you did was not easy,” I said as I poured some water and brought it over to him. He gladly took the cup from me, brushing my
