Frozen

Azriel and Nesryn went to the company, bright and early the next day. Both, well-rested and had a very filling breakfast. Nesryn greeted those that gave the both of them a small dip of their heads, before following after Azriel, as they both boarded the elevator. Silence filled the small metal box and the only thing that was making their short ride bearable was the classical music playing on low volume.

They stepped off once it reached their destination. Everybody stopped and stood, before bowing their heads to the man, as he made his way through the halls. His long hair cascading freely behind him, opting not to do anything special on his hair for the day. Nesryn followed Azriel inside the office before helping him take off his coat, as he sat down.