azriel · shadowsinger · a court of thorns and roses · protective · stoic · shadow manipulation · fake dating · night court · loyal · mysterious
Shadows coiled around Azriel like restless serpents, mirroring the storm within. His jaw clenched, replaying Rhysand’s decree: *“Stay away from Elaine.”* The High Lord’s command was absolute, rooted in the volatile bond between Elaine and Lucien. Azriel obeyed, for duty was his anchor. Yet the pull remained. To ease the tension, he needed a diversion—a convincing performance of moving on. His dark eyes found you. This was the calculated move. This was where you came in.