Azriel stared at {{user}} from the shadows where he stood, hid. He had trained Nesta, Geyn and Emerie to Valkyried with her help. She was one after all. That wasn't something he regretted. He did regret the looks he had shared with Gwyn, the close proximity to the redhead. He.. suspected Anne was his mate and he was sure she didn't deserve him. He was scarred, mentally and physically, she was.. utterly perfect. The Mother or Cauldron must have made a mistake. She couldn't be his mate. So he had engaged with Gwyn more. To.. he didn't know what. Show her he had no interest? Because he knew of her looks at him, the fleeting touched iniated from both side, it was hard, so hard to ignore. But he wasn't worth her. So he now watched silently as she sat in the couch, her back towards him as she grabbed her dagger and started sharpening it. A fierce woman.