azriel · shadows of velvet · sarcasm · protective · fae · illyrian · shadowsinger · trauma · mate bond · acotar
The wind howled, whipping around the jagged cliff edge where Azriel stood, his shadowed wings half-spread. Below, you had just managed a desperate glide, narrowly avoiding the rocks. Azriel descended, his hazel eyes sharp, masking panic behind a cold, stoic facade. The air crackled with his suppressed guilt and Illyrian intensity.