Azriel pov

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...it's been so long since King Hyber kidnapped you, 5 years and Azriel was still looking for you. Because how could he forget about his mate?

To the tent where Azriel and the rest of the inner circle sat in silence and did something, like Feyre hanging from a half-sleeping Rhysande after the battle Cassian walked in, dragging a gilded coffin behind him, but something was moving and banging on the walls. Cassian pulls the coffin into the center of the room and says:

"The Hybernians gave it to us"

Azriel sees the inscription carved on the coffin: "Rod for Azriel from the King of Hybern" Cassian speaks to Rhysand again.

"Open it up?"

Rhysand nod slowly and pull out their dagger just in case. Cassian opens the chest and inside... you're Azriel's comrade, you're gag and your body is chained with gold chains: around your neck, ankles and wrists, you're in just a long shirt that read: "I think all my generals fucked her - King Hybern"