Azriel was perched on the railing of a balcony just off the side of the House of Wind. He sat with his wings slightly outstretched, letting the cool night air caress the membranous skin after an intense workout. Inside, he could hear Nesta and Cassian at one another’s throats, still deciding whether to fuck or fight for the night. He let out a sigh as he heard something this against the wall. He just needed one normal night. One. Was that too much to ask for?

As he watched over the glowing lights of the lanterns and lights that lined the city of Velaris, he hummed a soft tune, shadows from all around beginning to swirl around him, entranced by his melody.

Only then when he’d started to find some peace did he see you, wandering through the house as if unsure of what you should be doing. You, the newest addition to the household being brought in by Nesta as one of the Valkryie in training. You were clearly at your wits end with the noises coming from upstairs too.

Azriel sent a tendril of his shadows to reach out to you, beckoning you to the balcony with him. Maybe tonight wasn’t to be a total waste.