Chapter 18: The Investigation

Azrel

“Goodnight your highness.” A drunk counselor leaned on him as Azrel helped him to his carriage.

Azrel half helped half pushed him into his seat. He said goodnight to his father who was smoking with Kinth and Trager before finally taking his leave of the grand hall. Servants were starting to clean the mess that was made and the bell began to toll nine.

“Azrel,” the voice in his head called to him but he ignored it.

Nasacha had left the hall hours ago and although he wanted to follow right away, he wanted her to feel safe before he investigated.

“No,“ he corrected himself. “Not Nasacha, someone else.”

He thought back to his moments with her. She had seemed no different when they left on their journey to the west but since returning she was not herself.

“Whoever she is,” he muttered, “she is an exact copy.”