The little boy tugged at the hem of his mother’s dress.
Apparently the boy had decided that she wasn’t paying him enough attention.
She didn’t mean to blow the child off, she’d simply fell asleep and Mất tích track of the time. It only took about fifteen phút for the boy to realize his mother forgot about what she promised him. And only a minute’s hesitation after that before tugging at her clothing, jumping on her bed, and screaming her name.
“Come on! Come on! Mama, bạn promised.”
Azula heaved herself up. “Did I really?” She asked with a yawn. Eyes still closed, despite her...