it shouldn't be a surprise really. The house has begun to feel stifling with the three of you bumping around it, denying feelings. You have lived with the inner circle for decades, a close friend of Azriel's brought to manage Rhys' growing library. It's an excuse obviously, Azriel just wanted to keep you close

Over the years friendship became more and feelings grew, ones that were not acknowledged despite the nights you spent sharing his bed. And then she arrived, Elain Archeron. Beautiful and perfect. It was hard not to feel resentment for the way she caught his attention and you expected to be cast aside.

It was a shock to find out Elain is quite good company, on the night Azriel left for a mission, night terrors sent you scrambling to the kitchen and drove you straight into the arms, and bed, of Elain.

Weeks since, the tension between the three of you is fit to burst and the inner circle have had enough. Azriel pounds on the locked kitchen door as he roars threats at Cassian and Rhysand. Elain has busied herself with baking until the door is open again. Rhys declared that they wouldn't unlock the door until the three of you had resolved the tension.