After the unexpected turn of events, Azriel and Jasmine decided to head back to his room. Azriel took a shower, freshened up, and brewed some tea for both of them. Now, they sat side by side on the couch, sipping their tea in silence.
It was awkward.
Both were at the top of their respective years—Azriel ruling the first, Jasmine the second.
The Crimson Siblings.
Yet...
'...Dammit. I really messed up.'
He never imagined Jasmine would be there, watching him the entire time. He'd been so focused on getting faster while merging his affinities that he'd completely forgotten about his surroundings.
And now...
Azriel felt extremely embarrassed for the way he had acted.
But who could blame him?
What he had accomplished was thought to be impossible.
Merging affinities.
Having dual affinities was already incredibly rare—so rare that the names of those who possessed them were well-known.