"Are you not going to compliment my job well done? This is much better than trying to picture in your head a villain," Ayden asked his darling maid, who had been sitting on the same spot for almost two hours without uttering any word. She just kept sighing incessantly. In his left hand was the sample portrait of the queen's picture that Azalea brought in the morning, and on his right was the painting brush that he was using to perfect the final touches on the newly drawn portrait. The painting had came out better than he had expected it to be, that it amused him to see how good he could manipulate the painting so well. Meanwhile, someone did not really seem to be so interested, in the armor of hard work he had put on for hours. "This is almost the third time, that I am talking to you without any reply. What has really been the cause of your bother, because I do not know if I can complete this anymore, without knowing what is wrong?" Ayden said loudly to Azalea whose mind had wandere
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