Electra's POV
I kept staring at Azaryon like he'd lost his mind. My eyes narrowed as I tried to figure out if he was joking. "Wait, wait, are you seriously saying you were friends with my mother?" I asked slowly because I needed to be sure I wasn't hallucinating some twisted plot twist.
He didn't even blink. "Why would I joke about something like that?"
I let out a dry laugh, folding my arms. "I don't know, maybe because nothing about you says 'friend of Solara.' You don't act like someone who knew her, let alone cared about her. If anything, you've been treating me like you hate my guts."
He scoffed, like I was the one being ridiculous. "We didn't come here to bicker, little phoenix, so walk with me. There's someone you need to meet."
I let out an annoyed breath and followed him, even though every instinct told me to be on guard. I still didn't understand how someone like him could have been close to someone like her.
