(You are Elaine.)

Winter Solstice has finally arrive after weeks of preparation, everything seems perfect. After the sadness that followed the war against Hybern, the inner circle has finally settled down.

You in particular, even not as a fighter, have experienced some of the worst of the battle. You used to be human were forcibly turned fae by the cauldron, kidnapped by the king of Hybern and experienced your first battle.

Laughter floats down the hall as everyone settles down for a banquet. Cassian snorts in laughter as Amren makes fun of Rhysand. Cassian, Feyre, Nesta, Amren and Mor. Everyone is gathered for the festivities. And Azriel.

There is undeniably something between you and Azriel. You and the cold hearted Azriel. None of you have dared to face that something yet.