Azriel X Scarlett Vanserra (Eris' Eldest Daughter). 18+ Spiciness and a bit of a slow burn!!!!
What happens when your High Lord and Lady agree to temporarily house your nemesis' offspring?
Well falling in love and finding his mate was certainly no...
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Azriel's POV
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"Ughhhh." Scarlett groans next to me as she fans herself with her hands. "I forgot how much I hate coming to Summer." Laughing, I flex my back muscles to let my wings gently shift, fanning a small breeze towards her. "OOoooo" She moans in delight at the action and I have to check my glamor to ensure my scent is still masked. "You are a lifesaver."
"You could always go for a swim." I tease, gesturing to the ocean next to us before looking back at her Summer themed pink outfit. Wearing minimal clothing, the two piece outfit nearly resembles a bra with a flowy skirt. I swear she's testing me with some of the stuff she wears.
"Ah yes, I'm sure Tarquin will be thrilled with me dripping salty ocean water all over the floors of his home." With us being sent to the warmest seasonal Court for a few days to 'improve' court relations, Scarlett has enjoyed our time here far less than I have. "Damn fire." She mumbles moving closer to my wings to enjoy the breeze they create. "No matter what I wear in this basted court I'll still be a sweaty mess."
"Only two more days." I offer, seeing her pout. "And didn't you say Poppy and you had a house here? How'd you survive then?"
"I spent most of my time in the water while we lived here." She confirms. "But even when I was out of the water it wasn't this bad... the town we stayed in was closer to the Winter border... Even the ocean was colder than here. It wasn't perfect, but it was a million times better than this."
"Come on." I reach back to grab her hand. "Let's head into the city. We'll find a palace with some cooling charms inside."
"Mmmm yesss pleasseee." She groans again allowing me to drag her off the sandy beach and up towards a stairway leading back to the main area of the coastal city.
Surprisingly, not many rude looks are shot at us as we walk through the streets, obvious outsiders based on my wings and Scarlett's general Autumn features, but apparently Tarquins ideas of acceptance seem to be rubbing off. Or perhaps they remember the Illyrians assistants from Hybern attacking... I glance over to the red head beside me. Or perhaps two certain redheads left a better impression on this Court than they realized as they helped while the High Lords were Under the Mountain...
Passing a few places that look promising, Scarlett finally drags me inside a small restaurant with a bar towards the back. As soon as her feet pass through the threshold she releases a giant breath of relief as the temperature controlled air wraps around her.
"Better?" I whisper with a chuckle as I rest my hand on her back and guide her forward to an empty table.
"Ohhh a million times better." She matches my laugh as she lets me guide her to the seat. "Tell Rhys I need a bonus for suffering through this assignment."
