Sent on a quest to find the final piece of the Dread Trove, Azriel and Gwyn find themselves in the Mortal Lands. Far away from Prythian, a land of magic and beauty, a magic of its own grows between them. Facing long forgotten enemies and painful new betrayals, can their new found love survive?
This is for Gwynriel shippers. The story takes place the day after the chapter in Az's POV. This is a slow burn. I will be trying to stay as head canon as possible. Hope you like it.
Gwyn and Azriel's journey right after the events of ACOSF. Offered a position within the Inner circle, Gwyn is now assigned her first mission, with the infamous, shadow-singer. This is a story that will be written truly from my heart. Gwyn captured me in a way that is indescribable. Her story is worth telling...