Let It Flow
Seated on top of a tree near a river, Azazel gazed up at the dark sky, and a low breath escaped his nose.
"Your highness." Gavin, who eventually found him, appeared on the tree to sit down beside him. Azazel turned his head to look at him and averted his gaze as an annoyed expression emerged on his face. "I want to be alone."
Gavin took a deep breath and lifted his eyes to the sky. "Your highness, maybe getting his majesty to agree will be better than sneaking out to find her. You know that the six princes will always have their eyes on you, and no matter what you do or how careful you are, they will still find and bring you back before you can even get close to her." He explained calmly, and Azazel unexpectedly buried his face in his palm and began to sob silently. "I just want her to see me. To look at me and realize that she-"