<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">There was a fire in the redhead’s eyes, gritting her teeth as she opened her mouth to speak.</span><br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">&lt;AYLA.&gt;</span></i><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">The look instantly dropped from her face, blinking, her lips parted slightly in surprise. Her shoulders drooped, head falling forwards. It was rare for her brother to take such a tone with her, something she hadn’t heard since… since they were students of Sharr Tessa.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “I’m sorry.” </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">she said softly. Words meant for both the man in the room, and her brother. </span>