Aziza’s jaw dropped and every other person had their eyes wide and their hearts confused with Russel’s display.
“What are you doing?” Aziza asked first. She could be anything to Russel, mean, cold, terrible but not to such an extent, that he had to bow.
“Paying respect,” Chandra responded with pride and sassiness in her voice.
“What do you mean by that?” Aziza frowned. But Chandra went quiet and the other two didn’t bother responding. For years and years, they had only slept, and slept and slept and did nothing more than sleeping. While they waited till, she would finally unlock her potential, so they could wake up from their slumber. They had spent years being locked up in themselves that neither praise, glory and what was meant to be theirs was ever done. At this moment that Russel bo
