The Tale of the Shadowsinger

Poisoned

Azriel woke up in pain. It was still dark outside. The soreness in his chest stomach and head was worse than before.

He sat up and realized he wasn't alone in the room. He looked around and saw two shadows in the dark. "Are you alright?" Nuala asked. "Yeah I just..." Azriel stammered. "You were moaning in pain," Cerridwen said. "You can go back to sleep, I'll be fine." The shadow singer gave them a small forced smile.

But instead of leaving the twins sat down next to Azriel and started stroking his wings. Their hands were soft. Azriel felt a lot calmer.

When he thanked them and persuaded them to not worry about it they finally decided to leave.

When the door closed behind them the spymaster let out a quiet and agonizing groan. Why was he feeling like this. Why wouldn't the sting go away?

He winced when a bolt of pain shot through his body. He laid back down and tried to ignore the discomfort.
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In the morning Azriel tried to cover up the painful look on his face. He didn't want the others questioning him.

During breakfast he noticed how Cassian kept nervously looking at Nesta who had a look of annoyance in her eyes.

Morrigan must have noticed because she looked at Cassian with a smirk. "So, Feyre, Azriel, Cassian, Nesta and I are going to the meeting. Elain Mor and Amren will stay here." Rhys confirmed. Amren nodded. She must have threatened him to let her stay.

"Az you look pale. Are you alright?" Feyre asked. Realizing everyone's attention was on him Az answered briefly. "Yeah everything's fine."

No one talked about the subject anymore.
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They set off to the winter court shortly after breakfast. It was difficult for Azriel to winnow or fly with the pain still in his body.

Kallias welcomed them in his ice castle. Viviane and Feyre hugged each other. Feyre explained why Mor couldn't come.

The meeting went by as planned. Then everyone except for Nesta who Rhys winnowed back to Velaris set of to the Summer court. They walked around talking and laughing. Everyone except for Azriel. He lagged behind the group.

The sting in his body was getting worse and the spymaster couldn't figure out what it was. "Az?" Feyre called. Azriel looked up.

Feyre noticed that he was lagging behind. She turned to Rhys and told him and Cassian something. The high lord looked at his spymaster and then back at his mate and nodded.

While he and his army general walked on Feyre came to Azriel and said: "Az, what happened? Your really pale and you have been lagging behind all day."

Azriel sighed. He needed to tell someone. "Since yesterday night I've been feeling pain in my stomach chest and head." He admitted. Feyre frowned trying to remember something.

Suddenly the ache became twice as unbearable as before. Azriel hissed in pain grabbing his stomach and doubling over. He fell to his knees in pain. Immediately all three of his friends were by his side.
"Az!" Someone was saying.

But the shadow singer wasn't paying attention. He fell unconscious.

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