Little Pearls

Well met, twerps.

Name's Azalea Husniria; been through fourteen summers. Princess, many call me to this gorgeous face, and 'jerk' behind my back. Just maybe, I deserve that.

Bein' higher up the rung ain't all bless, I tell ya. Believe it or not, my mom, the ruthless Lady Mirani, had been nurturin' deep spite against the 'primary' Husnirid line--that of Dad's first wife--and sadly, that spite had spilled over to how Mom's brought me up: often abrasively.

On the flip side, three-quarters of this Vikrish Peninsula answer to my House, the Husnirids; but there are chinks in every armor, and for me, it's my mom's simmering spite.

Unless, somehow, she can reform herself. Fast.