Azurella’s eyes lock on Morgan looks at Morgan, “You know…”
She pauses, “I think you won’t say it but… We both know Merlin is your favorite person. How do I know this? Why do I say this? She is the only person you tolerate being around. Merlin’s the only one who doesn’t cringe at the sight of your necromancy. And you two also have matching aesthetics. Merlin wears white and wield gold staff you wear black and wield a silver scythe, like the sun and moon.”
She chuckles. “It’s… never mind. It’s just a silly thought.”
And what of it? She has given me enough reasons to be here. Besides...
...I am the Second Seat of the Arcane Council. She'd be helpless without me.
As for our appearances... people love seeing that which they hope for. I'll have you know that I've always worn this, even before meeting Merlin. Are you gonna tell me "That was fate", now? You'll be wasting your time.