In which princely sanity is questioned

Jezebel was discombobulated and uncomfortable. She was somewhat charmed by Azariah’s attempts to be a gallant, dignified gentleman, but felt an underlying annoyance at his obvious lack of adoration towards her, especially regarding her looks, which had in recent weeks become very important.

She wanted to know one thing in particular. What did this lack of zeal mean? She tried to figure it all out as she watched Azariah in the arena, but all she managed to come up with was more and more confusion and bewilderment. Her final thoughts on the subject were that Azariah found her inferior for some reason or he was simply crazy.

She’d have to figure that out later though. The weapons master had just called her into the arena. It was her turn to be beaten and bashed and laid low by his superior skill and speed at arms. It was embarrassing, she had to admit, to be humiliated so in front of Azariah. After all, Azariah had some obvious skill with weapons (despite his earlier failed attempt to protect them from the minotaur), and had done a relatively good job at holding his own against the weapons master. Her own attempts, she felt, would just leave her tired and dirty, and lower Azariah’s opinion of her even more.

In which princely sanity is questioned

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