A ball was held in Hewn City to celebrate the solstice. Dark colors of the night swirled around the hall as the men led their Ladies in an elegant yet untamed dance.

You were only there as a distraction, meant to draw everyone else's attention to you, while Cassian and Mor pulled the strings in the background. And yet you were such a good distraction that Azriel could not take his eyes off you.

He stood beside Rhys at the edge of the floor, wings tucked in close, face unreadable. Rhys watched the court. Azriel watched you.

There was your laughter and the way you moved to the music. Not quite as good as he had once seen Nesta do in a similar situation, but it was elegant in its own way.