★·.·'¯'·.·★ "I love you so...
...please let me go"★·.·'¯'·.·★
𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the Winter Court Princess finds her mate but he doesn't seem to want the same as her.
𝙋𝙧𝙚-𝘼𝘾𝙊𝙏𝘼𝙍- 𝘼𝘾𝙊𝙒𝘼𝙍...
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Azriel was already late for the party. At first he was late to training with Cassian, who then forced him to stay another two hours for the five minutes he had been late, then there was an issue in the court of nightmares he had to go solve, it took some hours but finally Rhys and him got it solved, and then he did not know what to wear to a royal party, he has never been invited to one- well at least not one that wasn't Rhysand's.
At the end he borrowed some clothes from Rhysand's closet, a button up shirt with a formal suit, his siphons shinning in his leather fingerless gloves. Looking at himself in the mirror one more time, he stepped out of his room and went up the stairs of the townhouse.
As he went up the stairs he heard someone call his name, and he was right when he heard them call him again, sighing he walked downstairs to the living room and found Mor sitting in the sofa with Cassian in the chair besides her.
"We are going to Rita's, do you want to come?" Mor's soothing voice questioned, Az was ready to say no and fly out of there when Cassian inerjected.
"Come on Az, we haven't gone in a long time, it's time to hangout" Cassian encouraged the motion and stood up going towards him, grabbing one of his shoulders and looking at Mor "Right Mor?"
"Yeah, and you've been so occupied with training that princess lately, I'm sure you deserve a break" Mor's persuasive voice said, she stood up and went towards him swaying her hips a bit more for show, when he got near him she touched his arm and looked at him right in the eyes, brown clashing with hazel and Azriel was lost.
"Okay, let's go to Rita's" Azriel said dazely, cassian patter his shoulder with a bellowing laughed and running to the door, Mor smiled at him soothingly and all that Azriel was thinking before had gone out of his mind, now focusing on the blonde beauty in front of him.
"Come on guys, let's get the drinking started!" Cassian pulled Azriel by the arm while Mor trailed behind them. Mor knew exactly what she was doing, he had heard Rhysand talk about the Winter Court ball, which the High Lord graciously invited them to, and it was Rhys's plan to send Azriel, but he never did say anything about it, so Mor decided to.
