Not In Good Terms

"Several weeks, you say?" Elys said as she picked up the note Lady Azalea put on her office desk.

The young queen scrutinized the piece of paper in her hand, and then after reading and taking note of all of its details, handed it back to Lady Azalea. Her lips curled up into a cunning smile, and she leaned forward as she beckoned the noble lady closer to her.

Lady Azalea did as she was ordered, and took a step closer towards Elys' desk.

"Closer, Lady Azalea," Elys beckoned her with a finger.

The noble vampire hesitated for a second, but then did as she was told. She moved in one step forward, her hips already touching the edge of the young queen's desk.

It was an awkward position, and so much more the fact that Lady Azalea wasn't entirely comfortable with Elys' ways at the moment.

What was the young queen even thinking of?

It seemed quite weird to be this close to her at all.