Alright this chapter is extra long so - COMPENSATION
Gwyn woke up to the sun literally shining in her face. Tarquin wasn't here this morning to wake her up as he usually did. She actually liked when he came to wake her up, mainly because she always got him to cover the windows.
Today he didn't come. Gwyn knew why. Last night was, well, the first time she'd ever been kissed and it was by her childhood friend. She used to have a crush on Tarquin but now all her feelings were mixed, because of Azriel.
Faerie wine was very powerful and when people drink it, they forget what happened the entire night. The only reason Gwyn didn't forget was that she had thrown out some of the wine and mixed a lot of water in it. But still, even mixed with water, faerie wine had messed with her actions.
She would never kiss anyone like that. But she was glad it was Tarquin, not anyone else. But she had wanted someone else to be her first kiss beside her mate, and it was not specifically Tarquin.
She finally got up to face the judging faces of everyone. As soon as she got up, her head started paining. Hangover. She mustered enough strength to take a bath and wear her usual leathers. Shit. Because Tarquin didn't wake her up, It was 1pm, she was 4 hours late for training. She ran running down the stairs and in the ground, but she saw no one there.
She then clutched her head which was paining like hell. Azriel then came up beside her and offered something. "What is it? " She asked, her head still paining. "Poison", "What!", "Relax, I'm kidding, it's gonna help with your hangover" Azriel replied.
She took the bottle right from his hand and drunk all of whatever was in it. It definitely wasn't poison but it definitely wasn't good either. Gwyn gave the bottle back to Azriel and wiped her lips with her hands. "Where is everyone? " She asked while sitting down on the grass and extended her legs. She then patted a place beside her.
"Summer Solstice" He replied and sat down beside her. "Oh" Was all she replied. That was why the weather was so much hotter today.
Azriel didn't know what to do next. He knew the effects of faerie wine. He wanted to talk to her, he'd searched the entire of the summer court for her that morning because she wasn't in the dining room for breakfast as usual. Then it hit him to actually check the place she might be in, her room.
When he had went in her room, she was sleeping soundly, her hair slightly on her cheeks. Azriel was relieved. He didn't know what would've happened to him if he hadn't found her. He didn't want to think about it either.
He sat down on his knees beside her bed, he then slightly took the hair out of her pretty face, so he could see it better. She moved to his side and his hand was under her face now. Azriel froze, not knowing what to do.
He just stayed there for hours, not wanting to wake her up, but secretly enjoying the feeling of her face in his hand. Only if he could share this moment, only if she was awake. His shadows were gently around her, playing with her hair but not waking her up.
When she finally shifted and his hand was free, he got up and left. He didn't have an excuse to stay with her anymore and didn't want to deal with his feelings if he did. His shadows were restless, begging him to go back but he didn't.
He then looked at Gwyn, her head tilted back and her hand slightly touching his. He came back to reality and asked, "Are you going to the ball?", "What ball?" She asked. "Tonight's ball, here, in the summer court. "
"Oh, I didn't know there was a ball but I'm probably not going" She was now facing him. "Why", "I don't have anything to wear" She said. "So what, you can go in your leathers" Azriel said jokingly and Gwyn laughed.
