A Court Of Secrets And Shadows.- gwynriel story

Bonus.

Azriel stood beside the water cooler looking intensely at the fight going on in the ring. Kathy- one of the most dedicated priestess- and Gwyn were having a dual. It was definitely a show to watch but he knew Gwyn was distracted. Her hairs flew in all directions. That stupid haircut. He cursed Nesta in his mind. Gwyn was a skilled warrior now, well not a warrior but she still had potential and not to forget that she did win the bloodrite and looking at her distracted just because of her hairs not settling was making Azriel furious. But a part of him could not help but admire how she still managed several blows towards Kathy. She looked- he stopped himself. What was wrong with him? Why was he so interested about how she looked? What she wore? Or did she eat?
Yesterday night was enough for an example that he is out of his mind. What was he thinking, talking about her hairs. Really? Talking how he would protect her from strangers? He groaned audibly and Nesta sode eyed him. He ignored her.
He did remember about how he thought she was no friend to him on the night of solstice. And yet the next day he was standing in the library thinking of how he could give her the gift. And when Clotho asked him why Gwyn? He panicked and started acting like it was a gift he would give to any of the priestess. He could've given it back,but he didn't. He could've given it nesta,he didn't. He could've just left it to Clotho not bothering to name someone in particular instead he told her to give to Gwyn specifically. Why? Just because he didn't want to return it to the shop. No because he wanted her to smile.
"Why didn't you teach me that?" Gwyn's breathless voice suddenly rang in his ears. It took him a minute to realise she wan kn front of him and that he wasn't in the library.
"Teach you what?" He said clearing his throat.
She scowled but her face crumpled as she sneezed. She rubbed her nose a bit too harshly.
"You are going to break your nose." He said, casually. But Gwyn was too busy to listen. She tried pinning her little hairs in the front. Not that it helped.
She let out an exhausted sigh.
Instantly Azriel's hand moved to her face, taking all those tiny strands and pushing them back keeping his hand in above her head pinning most of them. They did look weird but atleast now they were not flying.
"I could've doen that." Gwyn glared at him.
" Then why didn't you?"
She huffed ready to shoot some retort but stopped as Nesta said " Did you tell Cassian to crop is har short?"
" Yess." Gwyn said dragging the word.
" Why?"
" Because it is so hard to handle them."
" And I would look hot even with short hair."
" Keep dreaming." The three of them said together. And then looked at each other before they started laughing.

I don't know why I am posting this scene but it just came to my mind.

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