She didn’t ask him, but he could tell she was dying to know. Azar kept his gaze trained forward as they sped through the desert, the speeder hovering and whizzing over the dunes. Azar tapped his fingers along the side of the speeder, the wind rushing through his locks. After a moment he finally exhaled.
“What were you told about what happened between your cousin and I?” Azar finally asked after a long moment of silence. If he was going to share any of this, he needed to get a read of her perspective first.