The whole way back to the palace, Azriel was silent. We were also flying a lot faster than the last time. At some point, I tapped his hands and gave him a look to let me take control. He allowed me. The mood was so gloomy, so I decided to do something that I thought would be good for all of us. “Can we race back? The last one there will have to train with you tomorrow.”
“Will I be a part of the race, or will I be the judge?” he asked.
“Well, you’re the most advanced out of all of us, so you should be the judge,” I said.
Azriel chuckled. I could feel his chest muscles contracting as he did. He guided my hands to the saddle strap where I would hold on tightly. He leans in and says,“ Don’t want you flying off while we’re racing.”
“Even if I did, you’d catch me,” I said back.
Azriel snap
