An Unhappy Betrothal

(Azriel POV)

Azriel stood absolutely desolated as she watched Aria's body. She could not even think anymore, as the buzzing began in her head. She turned to Ashmeer and asked one simple word.

"Why?"

Ashmeer shrugged, "I was bored. I was irritated as well. You think you can spare her bother from a  good whipping when he needed it. You think that you can deny me conjugal rights over you. You want to be attached to these lowly creatures all the time."

Azriel spoke very softly, the buzzing in her head so great now, it felt like a storm. She said, "She was just a child. I mean she was still a young girl."