The bell rang at the end of the school day, signaling the conclusion of another exhausting set of classes. As they walked down the steps of the academy, Leiza nudged Azzy with her elbow, her tone casual but with an underlying invitation.
"So, this weekend," she began, "I'm heading out to a private island, owned by Ciesta, with some friends for a little getaway. So, I hope you clear your schedule for it."
Azzy raised an eyebrow, pausing for a moment. "A private island, huh?" He was here to catch a fallen angel but the temptation of vacation struck his head.
"Yeah, a small private retreat," she continued, her voice light but sincere. "It's just a weekend thing, and it'll be fun. What do you say?"
Azzy thought for a moment, weighing the potential benefits. Plus, the chance to learn more about Leiza and her connections could serve him later. After all, he is staying here for three months anyway, regardless of his mission.
