A Story for another Time      

"Lord Azazel and Hubrion have a very bad sense of direction. I was clueless. Lethargia is mostly asleep. Malifira kept arguing with Iraelyn. Avaris mostly just complains, and Desira is too busy with Lord Azazel's attention," Vivi recalled while chuckling. "We got lost most of the time."

Desira rolled her eyes. "You mean all the time. Luckily, I'm smart, so I easily memorized the paths from how many times we got lost and stuck in here."

Desira's face then contorted into a fierce scowl, and she shivered. "Just remembering it made me want to smack everyone's head, except for Lord Azazel, of course. We even got stuck here for years. Luckily, Avaris hoarded food."

Avaris shivered too. "Don't make me remember those times you tortured me just so I could share my treasured, rare foods with you. Until now, I get depressed from losing those foods and traumatized just at the mention of it."