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A Court of Golden Shadow || Elain x Azriel

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Reads 51,418
Votes 906
Parts 43
Time 11h 18m

pinkrasberryfish

Mature

Following the events of the Azriel bonus chapter... 

Extremely slow-burn sexy Elriel, angsty Az, forbidden love, glamorous parties, powers, and DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA. 

Smutty, sexy, angsty... NSFW 

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Love? Friendship? Mistake. 

Shuddering into her sheets, she flung off the quilt and heaved a sigh. 

It WAS a mistake. 

Clearly she was broken. 

And it wasn't the cauldron that did it. 

It was her. 

Because SHE picked Grayson while still human and then Azriel after becoming fae. But all Elain kept receiving was rejection, rejection, rejection. 

If immortality was just filled with getting her heart broken into pieces once every couple years over and over and over... she didn't want it. 

She wanted safety. She wanted security. She wanted a love that was written in the stars, perfectly laid out for her, and safe to grasp ahold of. And that's when she realized it: she wanted fate... but more specifically... she wanted to live by the cauldron's decision. 

Because if she couldn't choose love for herself without getting her heart broken, then perhaps she should put her trust in the cauldron. 

But she would do it her way. 

The primal nature of a mating bond was fae enough... it needed some... grooming. 

Leaving the comfort of her quilts and standing up, she drew towards the window, overlooking the front lawn of the River Mansion. Looking out her window, Elain came to a decision, her eyes gliding across the Sidra as it wound its way through Velaris and out into the realm of the rest of the Night Court. 

Court. 

Courting. 

She would court Lucien Vanserra, trust the cauldron, and get the Hells out of the Night Court and away from these infernal shadows."All Rights Reserved

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