★·.·'¯'·.·★ "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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The shadowsinger woke up the next morning with a banging headache, he was still half-asleep, battleing between his dreams and reality and trying to grasp where he was. He felt the soft comforter of his bead under him and the side of his face on a pillow. He groaned.
Well at least I know where I am
Now it was time to remember where he was last night. His memories apeared in the front of his mind, Mor asking if he wanted to come, Cassian going too, him dressing up for-
Fuck
The word encircled his head a million of times while he headed over to his door, tumbling because of his raging headache, his wings definitely crashing with some of the furniture in the halls. Maybe the party moved and it was today, or maybe he got confused and the party was actually today.
A voice stopped him from going down the stairs.
"Azriel" Rhysand said at the top of the stairs, and the shadowsinger slowly turned to look at him, he had his high lord face on which maked Azriel furrow his brows. "I need to talk to you, in my office"
The high lord turned around and walked towards his office in the townhouse without looking back knowing that Azriel was following him. Once in his office Rhysand sat in his chair behind his desk and Azriel stayed standing still confused.
"Do you know what day it is-" Azriel started just to get interrupted.
"Don't, it was yesterday, and you did not attend" Rhysand stated putting his hands interlaced in front of him and with what he just said Azriel string of hope broke, but then his brows furrowed again, How did Rhysand knew about it?
"How do you know? About Kallista's party?" Azriel questioned and Rhysand released a few chuckles, his calm demenour did not fool him, he knew he was angry over something.
"Please Azriel, I knew the moment the bond snapped in place and also..." He opened one of the drawers in his large desk, he pulled out an elegant letter and put it in front of Azriel. The shadowsinger read it, gulped and there it was, an invitation to Kallista's party. "Everyone was invited, I send a response, you were going to go in my place. In place of the night court, I did not tell you because I assumed Kallista would have told you and now-" He leaned back in his chair, his fingers rubbing at his forehead as if to make a headache dissapear "You did not went to your own mate's birthday because you were too busy getting drunk with Cassian"
