As Azura pondered this, there was a knock at her door. "Azura? Are you in there?" She hears Corrin's voice from the other side.
"Y-yes. I'm in here Corrin." She replies. "Is there something wrong?"
"That's what I would like to know. You were acting rather strange and ran out of the mess hall in a hurry. Is something bothering you?" He asks.
"N-no. It's nothing. I was just feeling hit and decided to cool off in my quarters. That's all." She cals back.
Corrin pauses for a second before redponding. "I don't think you're being completely honest with me. Are you decent?" He asks.
"W-well yes, but..." Azura starts.
"I'm coming in." Before Azura could object or try to lock her door, Corrin open the door and walked in, closing it behind him to keep this private. "Now be honest with me Azura, what's wrooo...." He drags out as he sees Azura's dress straining at the seems and an excessive amount of cleavage showing. Azura herself was blushing like a tomato. "I think I see what has you so upset."
Deciding that it's too late to hide it, Azura decides to confide in Corrin. "I don't know what happened. They were just fine before I went to eat. Then they just started... growing. Next thing I knew they were like this." She says, gesturing to her new assets. "I don't know what to do Corrin."
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