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Azriel was burning a hole on the floor as he paced back and forth outside their bedroom door, he couldn't hear what was happening inside and it's driving him mad. The maids were right on the side, just in case they were needed. He sat right down on the floor, not bothering to give his attention to the maids that offered him a seat.

His legs were trembling and he's been biting his lips, fear rushing through his veins, worry clouding his mind and anxiety running high. He was unresponsive for the whole 30 minutes that it took for Maxon and Carter to come out of the room, his eyes immediately darting to Nesryn's form when the door opened.