Dream
“Aren’t you a god?” Camille asked, her voice strained. The saltiness in her throat stung with every word, and her face flushed from the sun’s relentless heat.
“My function in this world is to serve and assist His Majesty, the God of the Water Kingdom. Therefore, I am nothing.” Azzel spoke with measured politeness, his tone carrying a quiet reverence for someone far greater than himself. Camille’s eyes narrowed slightly, his humility puzzling her. Azze...
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