Elriel month Day 4 - Canon
1 . ACOWAR - Chapter 69 : "This is Truth-Teller," he told her softly. "I won’t be using it today—so I want you to"
"It has never failed me once,” the shadowsinger said, the midday sun devoured by the dark blade. "Some people say it is magic and will always strike true." He gently took her hand and pressed the hilt of the legendary blade into it. "It will serve you well."
2 . ACOFAS - Chapter 12 : But I strode to my seat—nestled between Amren and Mor—in time to see Elain say to Azriel, "Hello."
Az said nothing.
No, he just moved toward her.
but Azriel only took Elain’s heavy dish of potatoes from her hands, his voice soft as night as he said, "Sit. I’ll take care of it."
3 . ACOWAR - Chapter 65 : Elain was in her nightgown. Gagged, wrists wrapped in steel that glowed violet. Her eyes went wide as she saw us—Azriel and me
She shook her head, devouring the sight of him as if not quite believing it. "You came for me." The shadowsinger only inclined his head."
4 . ACOWAR - Chapter 24 : Azriel arrived first, no shadows to be seen, my sister a pale, golden mass in his arms. He, too, wore his Illyrian armor, Elain’s golden-brown hair snagging in some of the black scales across his chest and shoulders
Azriel, graceful as any courtier, offered her an arm. I couldn’t tell if she was looking at his blue Siphon or at his scarred skin beneath as she breathed, "Beautiful."
5 . ACOSF - Bonus Chapter : "It’s beautiful," she whispered, lifting it from the box. The golden faelight shone through the little glass facets, setting the charm glowing with hues of red and pink and white. Azriel let his shadows whisk away the box as she said softly, "Put it on me?"
He knew it was wrong, but there he was, sliding the necklace around her. Letting his scarred fingers touch her immaculate skin. Letting them brush the side of her throat, savoring the velvet-soft texture. Elain shivered, and he took a damn long time fastening the clasp
6 . ACOFAS - Chapter 22 : It was three by the time the others went to bed
Azriel and Elain remained in the sitting room, my sister showing him the plans she’d sketched to expand the garden in the back of the town house, using the seeds and tools my family had given her tonight.
7. ACOMAF - Chapter 24 : Elain said to Azriel, perhaps the only two civilized ones here, "Can you truly fly?"
He set down his fork, blinking. I might have even called him self-conscious. He said, "Yes. Cassian and I hail from a race of faeries called Illyrians. We’re born hearing the song of the wind."
8. ACOFAS - Chapter 20 : Then Azriel tipped his head back and laughed.
I’d never heard such a sound, deep and joyous. Cassian and Rhys joined
Azriel mastered himself enough to say, "Thank you." I’d never seen his hazel eyes so bright, the hues of green amid the brown and gray like veins of emerald. "This will be invaluable."
