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“Evening your highness, I wanted to talk to you about, recent history as far as other Noble Houses across the continent are concerned, if you wish to speak of it. I’m asking about one House in particular. House Azura perchance?” Clara sat back against her seat. He never ceased surprise her. She was taken aback when he asked her to dinner and now, he seemed to be curious about history. She truly didn't know what to make of him. She took a sip from her tea and thought. "House Azura," She mused aloud. "If memory serves, It was an anicent house, one that boasted monster hunters." She said with a small chuckle. "There still may be members of that family but they haven't held power in long time," She said, sittng down her glass and eyed him curiously. "Why do you ask?" she asked with an arched brow, his words from that morning stuck with her and she couldn't shake the fear of it. Marriage to him, the man that killed her father and kept her prisoner. What would he do to her if she was his wife? She swallowed. "Is this what you truly asked me here for?" She asked dubiously. "A history lesson?" she chuckled.