(discontinued) The Light In His Shadows (Azriel's Mate)

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We were told to not go outside because there was danger in Velaris. I was told too late, as I am already outside tending to my vegetables and flowers. I love my garden, as much as I love my city. Velaris has a special place in my heart. It's the place my family migrated to after the war after my father died. Now it's just me, my mother and sister. My mother hasn't been the same after she lost my father, her mate. She's been cold, heartless, not caring about anyone. As I'm an adult now, I haven't been impacted by her change as much as my 6-year-old sister, who I fear will turn out the same way as my mother.
The water I'm using disappears. The air turns cold. I can feel something wrong.
Clouds flooded the sky, and the wind started howling. It was like winter came early. Our high lord possessed a lot of power, but nothing like this. Was this the danger? What was doing this?
"You were told to stay inside!" Mother shouted from the kitchen window. "Come inside or no dinner for you!"
I didn't want her food anyway.
"Fine!" I shouted while picking up my gardening equipment and started walking inside. Turning back, I saw it. My eyes widened at the sight. Clouds blocked the sun, darkness spreading through the city. I sprinted inside.

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"A- About," my sister said, trying to read the book in front of her.
"Go on, Leina," I say.
"About t-the night court," she said proudly.
"Well done!" I said to Leina.
"Stop that, it's not like she'll be successful," Mother chimed in.
"You can talk," I mutter. "She needs to know how to read."
I wonder if I'll find my mate. If I find him, will he break me like father broke mother? Do I want to find my mate?
I walk upstairs to my room and sit on my bed. Five years ago, the war against Hybern was fought, where Hybern was killed and Prythian was saved. I was 15 when the news came to our doorstep in the Illyrian mountains. My father was dead. Died from injuries. My world took a turn, moving since we wouldn't be supported by the army, needing to find new jobs since our old ones didn't exist. I became a herbalist while my mother became a stay at home mum, taking care of my younger sister. My job wasn't easy and I had to learn everything as I did the job, and when my mentor moved on from the job I became the only one in the shop. Now I'm 21, taking care of my family. I wish my mother didn't solely rely on me to get food and money.

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I woke up tired as a result of sleeping restlessly. Memories flooded my mind as I remembered my old home and experiences in the Illyrian mountains. Being harassed by young Illyrians, being abused for being a maid, all these experiences traumatized me. My mother faced worse, being fae in an Illyrian camp.

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