Chapter 61. Don’t Blame Him

PEONY CRIMSON’S POV

In front of the grand timber door, Azalea greeted my triplets on the first day of their private class. One leaf of the door was opened to allow a peek inside. But when I thought of The Tower and the Ravens, what I was worried about besides Azalea was:

"Where's your brother?"

"I sent him out of the pack to settle some business for a few days. Why?" Azalea frowned. "Was he bothering you?"

She acknowledged that her brother, Killian, was troublesome.

I used to doubt that they were siblings. Although they shared the same wickedness sparkling in their green eyes, there was no resemblance in their physique. The darkness of Killian's messy hair was in stark contrast to Azalea's bright platinum blonde. Killian was a street rascal, while Azalea was as graceful as a swan on every step she took. Even though both of them are first-level mages.

I cleared my throat. "No. But I don't want Rose, Jasmine, and Violet around him."

"Got it."

Azalea nodded, then made sure my triplets ha