“What the hell were you thinking Aunty?!” shouting Sett’s voice could be heard outside of Azula’s office. “Even a person who is mentally impaired could easily understand what wretched hell awaits Ann at the hands of that swine!” he exclaimed, making sure that Azula captures how dire Ann’s situation is, now that she’s in Roman’s clutches.Azula on the other hand, was assessing the situation silently, while sitting on the couch. She understood the way Sett feels especially after the stunt his emotionally and mentally disordered cousin pulled earlier. But this wasn’t the time for them to start acting like helpless children.All Azula could think of was Ann’s safety. She must come up with something to insure Ann’s safety, especially when the one she’s with is her psychoneurotic nephew. Now the question is “how?”. It would be useless for her to just recklessly barge herself through the Emerald House’s front doors because Roman would have told them about the whole thing.She also couldn’t

“Oh, my apologies Sett! I must have been hit by the memories of old a little too strongly.” Azula said as she wiped the tears off her face.However, Sett wasn’t convinced by such reasons. Sure, you could cry when you’re hit with nostalgia, but that is out of a joyful, euphoric feeling that overwhelms you to the brink of crying. But in Azula’s case, Sett noticed that her tears weren’t a product of such positive feelings.In fact it was the total opposite. Sett sensed that, the moment he saw her eyes devoid of life. An imperfect match for her ocean blue eyes, that seemed so full of life. He thought that whatever was bothering her, seemed like a burden that was still weighing down his Aunt, even until now.“Are you sure you’re alright Aunty?” Sett asks, deeply in concern for what Azula is feeling.Azula just looked at Sett with heavy laden eyes. She wanted to tell him about what really happened to his dad. However, it was still too early for him to know the truth. If he’d learn about it

Sett raised his eyebrows in confusion as response to Jessica's statement. It was as if she was expecting that he would ask her about it then and there. She finished tidying up the equipment then grabbed a chair to sit next to Sett. Her eagerness was as if she was a child, trying to share something she just knew to her parents.“So how much do you currently know about it?” Jessica meticulously asked before sharing everything she knew to Sett.Sett was a little bit surprised and curious about how much she actually knew about. Intrigued with whatever information that she could give, he decided to lay down a brief and still non-detailed outline of everything he knew, still leaving some parts hidden for Azula’s sake.As Sett finished the information dropping, Jessica gave her a skeptical look. She had a hunch that there was some information that Sett withheld from her, which was understandable. She didn’t want to pry on whatever it was he and his aunt talked about upstairs. She knew that

Dear Ms. Rowena Azula Crow I am writing this letter to request personnel from the Sapphire House for an upcoming mission. I only ask for one individual, and I request that it would be you, Ms. Crow. Before we start with the formal briefing for the mission, I would like to Test your capabilities first, since the latest aid that I requested proved to be incompetent. Mock Training will begin tomorrow at the Emerald House’ Training Grounds. I’ll be expecting your attendance tomorrow, at 7pm. Please be there on time. Sincerely yours: Roman Isaac Crow“And that’s that.” Azula said as she finished reading the letter. “The nerve of that brat to ask for another assistance request.” she added.After Azula folded the letter back inside its envelope. Everyone inside the room stared at her, a