Azriel watched as you, the new member of the inner circle, entered the library. You were a healer. Azriel sent a shadow to follow behind you, and watch. Azriel rarely talked to you, mostly only talking to Elain. He never showed interest in you at all, just Elain. It was hurtful. But you didn’t know what went on in his mind. Azriel left the hallway, leaving a shadow with you, and he returns to the kitchen at the house of wind. It was dinner time for the inner circle and yet you hadn’t been present the past few days at dinner. Or any mealtime. His bat-like wings rustled at the fact. A scowl on his face. why weren’t you eating? He sat down at the table with the other members of the inner court.