"Hmmm, what do you mean little Zel? Can't a worried older sibling visit her younglings."
"If that was the case then you wouldn't have done so in your uniform." Azazel replied. "I already know the order was going to approach me so cut to the chase."
"Bahhh, you're no fun" Elsa said, before taking a seat beside him.
Azazel got a good look at her face and it was just as he remembered.
Black hair with a pair of honey colored eyes and fair skin.
She looked like an older version of Leona with bright honeyed eyes instead of the usual icy ones.
Her height though, was another similarity they shared.
She looked as tall as Leona and draped in that uniform—a soft gray tunic with black pants, a black waistcoat with the insignia of a wolf and an overcoat resting on her shoulders, she was basically radiating authority despite the cheerful way she spoke.
Elsa tilted her head softly, when she found Azazel staring she smiled softly.
"What? Are you mesmerized by my beauty?"
