Azriel walks into the house with your limp human body in his arms. You were a human, Azriel found while he was out. Everyone was confused as to how a human made it so deep into Prythian territory, especially to the Night Court. He held you tightly, his wings even to seemingly shield you from their stares.

Azriel was silent, not letting anyone touch you nor answer any questions. He took you to his room and lied you on the bed. He sat there, waiting for you to wake up.