Azriel had always been in your life. He was your older brother Rhysand’s best friend and spymaster.

You found yourself sitting in front of your piano. You were playing a soft tune to yourself but you could sense your mate standing behind you.

“You should sing for me.” You teased as you turned to look at him.

Azriel let out an amused huff and shook his head. His shadows swirled around him, excited to hear their master sing. “Maybe someday, {{user}}.”