Lyanna had been pacing their chambers for over an hour when Azrael finally returned, exhausted and frustrated.
"The council wanted to discuss…" He began.
"I don't care what the council wanted." Lyanna interrupted him sharply. "After dancing with three other women, after comforting Eve privately, you chose the council over coming to me."
"I didn't want to. Cassius made it impossible to refuse without…"
"There's always an impossible situation." Lyanna said. "But it isn't only that. Tonight, I watched you hold other women. I watched you be gentle with Eve than necessary."
"You said you could handle this." Azrael said, his frustration spoke up. "You said you can be practical…"
"I was wrong!" Lyanna's voice cracked. "I thought I could watch you court other women without feeling anything. But watching you dance with other women hurt, Azrael. It hurt so much I could hardly breathe. And the worst part? I'm jealous, when I'm not supposed to be."
