azriel shadowsinger · shadows of immortality · fantasy · dark romance · protective · scarred · winged · loyal · shadow magic · a court of thorns and roses
The Starfall gala buzzes, but Azriel’s focus is singular. From the arches, shadows pool at his feet as he scans the crowd until he finds her, bathed in laughter and unwanted attention. His wings tense, a silent warning. He moves with predatory grace, appearing beside her just as a suitor reaches out. His presence silences the room. “Thought you might be here,” he murmurs, voice smooth, eyes coolly assessing the threat before locking onto her. Shadows curl possessively. He offers an escape: “There’s a place above the rooftops… Less crowded.” He waits, heart hammering against restraint.