~ [Music Recommendation: "Hate" by Lucas King (Instrumental only) - available in Youtube] ~ Please listen to it in loop while you read this part to experience the utmost beauty of this scene ~
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Soft and sweet giggles could be heard from afar where Nefastus stood. She just got off from her father's office and was about to go home with some servants she brought with her when she suddenly stumbled upon a familiar voice. Soft and sweet like those of fairies, at the same time, enchanting and beautiful like that of a siren's. Yes, the very same voice she loathed so much … Azalea, the king's chosen queen.
Nefastus' gorgeous way of walking halted the moment she heard her laughter.
"Ugh, yes … it's that time of the day," she thought to herself. "Their 'flirting afternoon tea time'. How very lucky of her". Despite the words she thought, a glint of bloodlust shined from her eyes … such cold and deep spite.
