Please don’t leave me - Azriel x Reader Part 2
Plot: Daughter of Day and Night, Hellion being your father and a Illyrian Warrior being your mother made you one of the most controversial people to walk Prythian. Hellion protected you for most of his life but with war on the rise it's getting harder.
AZRIEL POV
The Inner Circle had gone back to the night court knowing there was a lot they had to talk about, both politics and family dramas that seemed to always crop up in these situations for them.
Azriel couldn’t think. Couldn’t move. He was flying blindly next to Cassian.
And all he could think about was his mate over in the court that happened to be the complete opposite of his.
She was beautiful there was no denying that. She had such sharp features, foxy almost cat like eyes and cheekbones that were strong which he could tell were from her Illyrian mother. And then the rest was a perfect mix of Cisca and Helion blessing her with dark curly hair, brown eyes and warm tanned skin.
Azriel landed in the House of Wind Cassian next to him and they spot the others who have winnowed their way here along with Amren, Mor and Nyx who had stayed behind.
“Right, I think it’s time that … Feyre, Cisca, Azriel, Cassian and I retire to the office to discuss what occurred tonight” Rhysand admits.
“What happened is everyone alright?” Amren asks, a look of surprise on her face. These things often had someone coming home in a fit and it was shocking to see just how calm everyone was. It was actually a little off to Amren, not that she’d admit that.
“Politics as usual Amren” Rhsyand says before winnowing him and Feyre to the study. Cassian, Cisca and Azriel follow shortly behind, Azriel tagging at the back almost still in his own thought and not ready for a group conversation about this just yet.
Rhysand did his brother a favour by actually talking politics, the closer bond between the night and day court thanks to Y/N Princess of the Day Court. An alliance between them was necessary and Thesan seeing two solar courts united will want in on it as well making the northern three territories of Pythian unified.
“Cisca, your daughter …” Rhysand says tentatively making both Feyre and Cisca freeze. Feyre knew how heartbroken Cisca was over not seeing her daughter, as a mother herself Feyre was the person she opened up too the most.
“Yes, my lord” she answers her gaze watching her booted feet on the floor. Her wings twitching in annoyance.
“I’ll invite her to stay here. She’s going to be a crucial part of this unity between Day and Night. Both you and Azriel hold a key part in that” Rhysand explains and confused looks cross around the room.
“I understand me, but … why Azriel?” Cisca asks looking up at her high lord.
“Azriel has felt the mate bond with her” Rhysand explains softly making everyone in the room still.
Azriel had waited the longest out of the brothers for a mate. First he was obsessed with Mor, which was unrequited love for many years. Then the obsession with Elain and the fact that the third sister HAD to be for the third brother, only for her to fall hard for Lucien despite everything he’d done to show her his interest. And Gwyn who’d later found her own destiny along a different path that Azriel was not on.
And then there she was, as bright as the sun yet as calm as the moon. Azriel had been stumped. He’d never been like this before and it almost made the usually stoic and brooding shadowsinger … giddy?
“She’s your mate?” Cisca asks in disbelief.
“The bond snapped as we walked in. I- it didn’t snap for her” Azriel explained.
“That’s why you followed her out … to me. That’s why you listened. I thought you were just being nosy but you were going to try comfort her weren’t you?” She asks and Azriel looks down.
“You can be honest with us Az” Feyre smiles, looking at him with genuine happiness. She could see the two of you together and what a beautiful sight it was.
“Oh Rhysand we should invite her over to dinner and to stay. Just for a few nights!” Feyre says to her mate. To anyone else it probably sounded like an offer or question Feyre had directed to Rhys. But the High Lord knew better than to question his High Lady.
“Of course darling. I’ll let Helion know immediately” he smiles patting her thigh letting her know he approved.
“That might be difficult” Cisca says her wings dropping and a gnarly frown on her face.
“Why?” Cassian pushes.
“My daughter and I … we don’t exactly get on” she breathes out awkwardly.
“Don’t get on? Everyone likes you Cisca. Come on” Cassian jokes and laugh until he catches on that no one else has found his joke funny.
“Oh. You’re serious! I- I’m truly sorry” Cassian blubbers.
“Surly we can convince her? I’ll go myself!” Feyre says determined to get you here in both mother and mate distance.
“She won’t come for me” Azriel said, and Rhys took in the glimmer of pain on his face. “She doesn’t even seem to know I exist let alone that I’m her mate”
“I’ll talk to Helion, I think I have the perfect excuse to get her to come here” Rhys smiles his eyes twinkling with a mischief to them.
Azriel was dismissed and left to go back to the main room, Cassian following in his wake.
Feyre had run off to grab Nyx off his sisters to put him to bed. Cassian had immediately found purchase next to Nesta who was curled up reading a book. Elain was next to the fire silently sipping on her tea. Her face lit up as Azriel entered the room and a wave of nausea overtook him.
How was he going to explain this all to Elain. Things had started to fizzle out between them. From whose end, he didn’t know but it didn’t feel like they were outwardly looking for each other anymore.
“Elain, can I have a moment” Azriel says and both Nesta and Cassians head pops up in interest.
“Of course. How about a walk in the garden” she smiles sweetly and he nods. She holds her hand out to him, as if to guide him.
In that moment however, touching any female that wasn’t his mate no longer felt right now that he’d found her.
Elain brow raises in curiosity before talking his hand in her own, guiding him down to the gardens.
Y/N POV
You were lounging in the pools of the day court Lucien, your half brother beside you.
“You’ve met my mother right?” You ask looking at Lucien who rolled his shoulders back before turning to face you. His long ginger hair was down and the bottom half was wet from both of you having been swimming.
“I have yes. She tends to my mate and her sisters” he says gruffly. He’d spoke to you about his mate Elain and how he’d given her time to come to terms with the mate bond but she just didn’t seem interested in even trying to talk to him. So she knew her brothers kindness and how he’d waited for the newly fae female to approach him.
“But what is she like? I’ve never …” you start but it’s like your words are stuck.
“You’re lucky you knew Helion for as long as you did unlike me. But alternatively if you’d grown up under your mother’s care, she would have also cared for you the same. She’s a spectacular female, very strong and hardworking. It’s unfortunate you don’t give her the chance to prove to you what she could truly be like” he sighed, knowing that his life with Beron had been painful enough and he would have done anything to have Helion in his life earlier than he was now.
“I’m scared” you admit, pulling your hair back up into a loose updo that had your dark curls cascading out of the makeshift clip you’d used to secure it up out of the water.
“Of?” He asks and you frown thinking for a moment what you were truly scared off.
“That she’ll disappoint me… that I’ll disappoint her? I don’t really know. I just know that she hasn’t made the effort for 100 years so why should I make the effort now” you admit and he nods.
“That’s right, but you’ll also get to explore the part of your lineage that you’ve always questioned” he smiles knowing what it was like the first time he came to the day court seeing all the wondering pools and dome shaped roofs on the white sandy buildings.
“Y/N! Lucien come quickly” your father shouts and you both immediately swim to the edge of the pool hopping up wrapping a robe around you.
“Father?” You ask panicked as you and Lucien run over to him.
“The night court needs both of you immediately! Their general has a nasty curse on him that needs to be broken!” Helion advises and you go to question it but he shakes his head.
“You’ll be staying there for some time. Rhysand wishes to have you read some old tomes as well. Lucien you will escort you sister and go with her, do you understand?” Your father directs both of you. With a sigh you both nod and without anymore questions you winnow to the night court.
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