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If Lyre had the capacity to laugh, she very well may have. Sirius informed her that the Armada was harsh. He had no idea of her true upbringing; the things that she'd gone through; the things that she'd had to endure. Instead of laughing, the striped woman merely nodded in agreement. Of course she would work hard. Lyre was a servant. She didn't know any other way to live.

Sirius then began speaking to Azure and the way that he spoke to her new master slightly bothered the woman. Were they not both kings in this place? Why then was Sirius dictating to Azure? Perhaps he'd been incorrect when telling her about his position? It wasn't something that Lyre would think too much over. It wasn't her place to do so. No matter what his rank within the Armada, Azure was her master and she would follow him like a king no matter what.

"Lyre"