with every breath I'm breathing in

After the meeting, Hazel lingers. She waves Bas off, hanging back to speak to the Warlord one on one. He'd said something about opening Azure's post. Hazel found herself conflicted-- she doesn't want to hurt Bas's feelings, with this. She'd only now just made it to the General's seat, the one she'd been after for so long... and now there was something more? In her mind, Azure was going to be the right hand to the Warlord forever. And now he was gone... but things were complicated. Things were complicated. The fact of the matter was, Bas's father was missing. She had to handle this delicately, and not let her ambition get in the way of her relationship. A delicate balance.

That balance weighs heavy on her mind as she hangs back after the meeting, waiting for an audience with the Warlord. Hazel doesn't know exactly what she'll say, but when has that ever stopped her? The girl lingers, she waits. Trying to figure things out in the meantime. Whatever it was, it had to be good enough.

"Speech"