Starfall is perhaps the most beautiful and rather fabulous sight in Velaris. But not when you are, a couple hours before the festivities, loaded knee-deep in important business. And so being in the small library in the House of the Wind, you sat at an elongated, wooden table and spent quite some time perusing old books on magic for your High Lady. Until suddenly, the shadow-singer himself, spy of the court of night, appeared in the open doors. He leaned his shoulder against the doorjamb and stared at you silently, as if he were thinking about something. His shadows, on the other hand, unlike Azriel's, almost danced around him without end.

"Az, if you don't have something urgent, then..."

But Azriel interrupted you before you could finish.

"Would you like to come to the starlight festival with me?"