Chapter 23

As Grace stood there, her perplexed gaze fixated on the peculiar expression on Azrael's face, she could feel a rush of varied emotions surging through her mind. Puzzlement flooded her thoughts as she struggled to understand what had just transpired. She instinctively parted her lips, ready to respond, but her voice seemed to elude her as she grappled with the enormity of the situation.

In that fleeting moment, doubts clashed within her, causing a wave of skepticism to wash over her every thought. Could Azrael really be joking? It seemed implausible, an absurd notion that she couldn't fully embrace. His countenance told a different story, as if his eyes were transmitting a message that belied any signs of jest. Those eyes, once filled with an indomitable determination that Grace had admired, now appeared to be ignited with a blazing madness.

This juxtaposition of emotions in his gaze left her heart pounding erratically, unsure of what path lay ahead. It was as if Azrael h