"She applied something herbal that hid your scent. It felt odd, but she wouldn’t tell me, and I didn’t press her. Why was Aysling in that condition, Azura? She’s a good woman. I don’t know how she ended up in that brothel, but I can assure you she was deceived. Did you…?"

"Don’t even think about it. Even though I was in heat, I didn’t take advantage of her. I would never do that to any woman, much less to Aysling. She gave herself to me, and I’m certain it wasn’t because of the drug."

Azura ran a frustrated hand through his hair, though he was calmer now.

"Now she hates me because she thinks I abandoned her. But I only went to see you, and I told that damn madam to take care of her, to treat her like a princess if she woke up, to tell her to wait for me so I could explain I had an emergency. Instead, they threw her out onto the streets like a common whore."

He gritted his teeth in anger, tempted to dig them up just to torture them all over again.

"How dare they do this to my woman!"

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