#gwyenth

(Fluff, LOT'S AND LOT'S OF FLUFF)

One day, Gwyn is simply lying in bed and it suddenly hits her that she has so much work to do.

I have to translate the texts for Meril.

I have to perfect the new training technique, note to self - bug Azriel for that.

I have to research more about Koschei.

I have to plan the upcoming services.

I have to prepare for becoming the high priestess.

I have to venture out into Velaris...

And she gets overwhelmed, thinking that there isn't enough time in a day to complete her work, so, she starts working right away.

***

The next morning Azriel waits for her in the training room. They both usually arrive one hour early to practice with each other. Today, Gwyn didn't come early. But she did arrive at the exact same time as the others.

Gwyn comes rushing into the training room. "I'm sorry I'm late," she says in between breaths, to no one in particular. Azriel simply walks up to her and asks, "Is everything alright?" "Alright? Everything's perfect," "So why were you late?".

"I wasn't late," Gwyn said, trying to sound amused but even standing up right now was difficult. Azriel's smile is a small one when he says, "Gwyneth, you know that's not what I meant."

Gwyn simply huffs and says, "First of all, don't Gwyneth me Azriel, and second of all, I overslept, big deal," She simply says and walks off.

But Azriel knew that with the bags under her eyes, there was no way that she'd slept. But he let it go, maybe it was a nightmare. But she usually came to talk to him when she had one.

Was she breaking her friendship with him? Had he done something wrong? Is it the necklace? But that issue was solved months ago. Is she still mad-

Calm down shadowsinger, don't be an insecure baby, his shadows whispered to him and he fought the urge to roll his eyes at them.

***

The next day Azriel had to go to the human lands for a mission. He was ready to go, but he was waiting for Gwyn at the balcony. She always came to bid him farewell, and she would tell him with a grin, "Don't get yourself in any trouble shadowsinger," and Azriel would reply with a smirk, "I would never."

And then the two stood there in the way too loud silence before Gwyn initiated their hug. It was a routine. Then, they would get emotional, and they'd always hug each other like it's the last time.

Gwyn would murmur in Azriel's chest, "Stay safe," and they would stay there for a while before Azriel would reply, with a smile on his face and Gwyn tucked under his chin, "I will."

But Gwyn wasn't here today, he waited and waited, until Rhys had to actually contact him to tell him to leave.

*** Azriel came back in 3 days. The mission was supposed to be as long as a week, but he'd deliberately worked day and night, just so he could come back to Gwyn.

But when he came to the training room, Gwyn wasn't there, not like she usually was when he'd come back home.

They'd stand there for a second, just look at each other, happy to see each other. Before they would run to each other and Gwyn would wrap her legs around his waist and her hands around his neck. And he would wrap his arms around her waist.

"I missed you." Gwyn would mutter in the crook of his neck. "I missed you too priestess," Azriel would say with a smile, with one of his hands tangled in her hair.

But today, Gwyn wasn't there, and he was met with this utter loneliness again.

He rushed down the stairs to the library, his shadows leading him to the priestess, he took a sharp left turn and bumped into the person he'd wanted to see.

"Oh sorry," she muttered and was about to leave when Azriel suddenly stepped in front of her way, set on talking to her.

He firmly put his hands on both her arms and she looked up. Her hair was a mess, bags and circles formed under her eyes, her pupils so dilated that the teal in her eyes, was barely visible.

"Azriel! Just the person I was looking for," She said and suddenly took one of his hands and started leading him to up some stairs, to her room.

And they both met Nesta on the way. Azriel suddenly stopped Gwyn and turned towards Nesta, "Is Gwyn okay?" and Nesta's eyes suddenly narrowed, "Why would you care, you left us alone with this psychopath," and as soon as Nesta said that, Gwyn suddenly looked offended, gaped at Nesta and said, "BIIIIITCH."

And Azriel was suddenly confused at the dynamic between the two. He suddenly came in between them to stop their staring contest. His back was now towards Gwyn. "Okay what the fuck is going on?" Azriel asked Nesta and she replied,

"This girl has not slept in FOUR DAYS. I HAVE TOLD HER A MILLION TIMES TO SLEEP. I EVEN GAVE HER 10 CUPS OF COFFEE EVERY DAMN DAY BUT IT DIDN'T WORK-"

Azriel's eyes widened and he asked, "You gave her TEN cups of COFFEE!?"

And Nesta's eyes furrowed and she started explaining herself, "I THOUGHT THAT IT MIGHT HELP HER- ohhhhhhhhhhh," realization hit Nesta right in the middle of speaking.

And Nesta suddenly looked guiltily at Azriel and said, "I mixed it up with tea didn't I?" and Azriel literally crossed his arms like a mother hen.

"Well, you try to get her to sleep then, she hasn't SLEPT AT ALL." And then Azriel moved beside Nesta to gape at Gwyn with raised eyebrows.

Gwyn then said, "WELL I- THAT'S NOT TRUE! I GOT SLEEP!"

"REALLY?" Azriel asked accusingly, but with a smile on his face. Butterflies were exploding inside his stomach because of the fact that Gwyn wasn't mad at him.

"I GOT 8 MINUTES OF SLEEP!" Gwyn retorted and Azriel snorted. Azriel and Nesta continued to stare Gwyn down until she finally admitted, "Okay not consecutively BUT YOU'RE NOT EVEN THAT BLURRY."

Nesta just rolled her eyes and patted Azriel on the shoulder and said, "She's your responsibility now, do what you must." before leaving him.

Azriel suddenly got an idea and he said, "You were taking me to your room?" and Gwyn nodded.

She took his hand but started walking away from her room. "I- I thought we were going to your room?"

and Gwyn said in a singsongy way, "Wellll, I MAYY have taken over your room because your bed is soo much more comfortable and I-"

and Azriel smiled to himself before he said, "It's alright Gw-YNN. WOW YOU MADE IT YOUR ROOM, " and he took in his room, which was once neat and clean, filled with stacks and stacks of books and clothes everywhere.

He then stepped on something. He picked it up and held it with one hand to see it was a white cloth which was probably Gwyn's underwear-

Gwyn suddenly snatched the cloth out of his hand and threw it away. Her cheeks were as red as her hair, probably redder. "Sooo-" "LAUNDRY! I FORGOT TO DO LAUNDRY!" Gwyn said and started picking up her clothes from the floor.

Azriel chuckled before walking to his closet to get a new pair of clothes. But when he opened it, he was welcomed with Gwyn's clothes, and his, were barely visible.

"I see you took over my closet as well," Azriel said with a smirk and memorized the way Gwyn's entire face reddened. "Well I- it was becoming difficult to walk to the library up and down and up and down and so i thought it was better to keep my clothes here only so you know-"

Azriel grinned at the way she was babbling, she was really cute when she was high on coffee. Before she could continue, Azriel cut her off by saying, "It's fine Gwyn, it's okay. If you wanna move in with me just say so."

And Azriel rushed to the bathroom and closed the door behind, to stop the pillow from hitting his face. Azriel grinned in the bathroom, but didn't miss the, "FUCK YOU" That was directed to him. He cheekily replied, "You know you'd love to." and he heard another thump against the door.

Azriel smiled all along while changing his clothes and when he walked out of the bathroom, he was met with a Gwyn sleeping on the covers.

He slowly walked over to her side of the bed, and tucked her in. "Mmm I'm not sleepy," she mumbled with her eyes closed. Azriel smiled and tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Whatever you say love," and he was just about to go sleep on the sofa but then Gwyn said, "Stay Az," and fell asleep.

Azriel's entire body was bursting with fireworks, he slowly went over Gwyn to reach his side of the bed, he didn't want to wake her up or leave his hand.

The next morning when Azriel woke up, Gwyn was nestled into his check. On of her legs was over both his legs and one of her hands was tightly wrapped around his waist.

"NO!" Came the voice of the infamous shadowsinger and immediately Gwyn got up and walked out of the door.

She was just about to leave when Azriel held her arm firmly, "You are not going to the spring court." He said, in a deadly voice.

A voice that even scared Gwyn a bit, but she didn't let it show. She tried to wiggle out of his control but he held strong. Gwyn gulped visibly. She was nervous, he could tell. But then, she straightened her shoulders, held her chin high and immediately attacked Azriel.

In a second he was pushed up against the wall, with a dagger on his throat.

Rhysand was standing at a distance, "Gwyn-"

"Control your spymaster Rhysand, you don't wanna wage a war with the spring court," and then, she simply walked out of the estate.

"What the hell is wrong with you-" Rhysand started but Azriel had already left by then, taking flight.

It was his fault, he knew. He should have never let Elain kiss him. He should have never kissed her back, he shouldn't have done anything. He knew his wasn't worthy of Gwyn, he knew he shouldn't want her, but he did.

He did even after forcing himself to kiss Elain, to make something happen between them so that he could leave Gwyn, let her live a better life.

But his feelings, his mind, his shadows had completely different thoughts. All they wanted was Gwyn, Gwyn, Gwyn. He'd kissed Elain one time, but that one time had ruined his relations with almost everyone in the inner circle.

Nesta won't even look at him. Cassian spent less time with Azriel and in the moments that he did, he looked at him with pity. Rhysand talked to him, but only regarding the matters about the court.

Hell, his own children won't even look at him without tearing up.

He'd made a fucking mistake, and he knew he was gonna pay the price for it with all the people he'd ever loved. His self pity had gotten the better of him, his own darkness had finally bested him. He had given into it, but yet, it didn't feel right.

Azriel flew around Velaris. Trying to think of a solution to unfuck this mess. But, the only solution that came to him was talking, something, he wasn't particularly good at.

So he got the courage to go up and talk to Gwyn. He didn't know where she was, so he went to their only shared place, their room. He landed on the balcony of their- his room. The room which Gwyn was planning to leave.

He saw Gwyn packing her bags. No, he thought his heart couldn't break more, but it did. It broke into a million more pieces.

He sent one of his shadows to her, to inform him of her presence. The shadow immediately wrapped itself around Gwyn's arm, at which she smiled. But when the realization hit her, that smile immediately disappeared.

She looked around the room, for the source of that shadow. And then, her eyes landed on him, through the glass door. And for a second, he could see the pain behind her eyes and feel it in their throbbing bond, before she cut of their connection, again.

Gwyn cleared her throat and walked towards the door. She looked at him once more, before opening it. She moved aside a bit so that he could enter

He could see the tear stains on her cheeks, could see the tears in her eyes, ones that she quickly cleaned with her sleeve.

She then tried to smile, but that smile didn't reach her eyes. "To what do I owe the meeting shadowsinger?" She asked, trying to be a bit cheerful but miserably failing.

Azriel's voice stuck in his throat. Tears threatening to fall from his own eyes after seeing his mate 'pretend' to be happy in front of him. He knew that mask, one he used to put on many years ago in front of the inner circle when Gwyn hadn't entered his life. She'd learnt it from him only.

Gwyn continued to pack her bags, putting clothes in that bag. "I-," Azriel tried to speak but again, he was never the one for words.

Gwyn then looked at him for a second. She'd just frozen, disappointed. She didn't want to admit that she was, because if she did, she'd also admit that she had been expecting something, anything, from him. So she didn't. She let her mask slip, just to put on a new one.

She laughed bitterly and said, "Wanted to apologize for kissing Elain? Oh it's all old news now, what's new with you?" Sarcasm dripped like venom from her voice.

A tear slipped from Azriel's eye. She could feel his pain from the other side of the bond, but she was not gonna fall for it. She fell for it once, but never again.

Azriel closed his eyes, and a few more tears left his eyes. Gwyn's heart broke to see him like that, but she kept reminding herself, that he alone caused it.

He then opened his eyes, and let himself be vulnerable. Gwyn knew it wasn't easy for him to do so, but he was trying, for her. He was letting her see his true broken self finally. But it was too late.

If it was some other normal day, Gwyn would have ran to him and wiped his tears, tell him it was all going to be okay. But it wasn't a normal day, and Gwyn didn't feel like lying anymore.

So she stood there, fighting against all her instincts, because she was not gonna let him break her. She knew he would just run to Elain and stay happily with her forever. Why should she be there for him when all he was ever gonna give her, was pain?

(let me tell - you all are in for a treat)

A/N : banter and a lot of fluff

Azriel woke up on a bed. He looked around the room, only to notice that it wasn't his. He soon realized that it was a guest room, in Rhys' estate.

His mind was exhausted, and his throat was sore. He didn't want to get up, but he did.

Gwyn

She was the first thing that came into his mind after realizing where he was. He tried to run out of his room, but his body wouldn't let him. He tried tugging on the mating bond, but her side didn't respond.

The last time he felt anything from her side, was when Rhys healed her. He felt all of her pain, and needed to see if she was okay now. So, he sent one of his shadows to look for her, and it obeyed him.

The shadow reported back to him and told him, that she was in the room next to his. He immediately walked to that room, but when he tried to enter it, he was met with an invisible wall. He banged on that wall again, but it didn't budge.

Downstairs, my study. Rhys said in his mind and Azriel thought that he would find Gwyn there.

He was utterly disappointed when he didn't. The entire inner circle was there, except his children.

Rhys motioned for him to sit, and Azriel did. But he did notice some kind of pain Rhys' eyes, and the same kind of pain in others' as well.

"What the fuck happened," Azriel asked, no one in particular. Rhys looked down. It looked like neither of them had slept since days. Each one of them had circles under their eyes.

Rhys finally broke the silence, by saying the most god awful thing in the world, "Nyx and Hayley are missing."

And this time, Azriel did literally flip over the table. "What the hell happened to them?" Azriel asked, in a deadly tone, the need to protect his daughter now, stronger than ever.

"Az, you don't need to worry, Hayley's with Nyx-" Rhys started but Azriel interrupted, "Nyx is still a fucking kid Rhys who doesn't know how to control his powers completely."

"You know that's not true-" "Do you even know where they are Rhys-"

And at that, Rhysand remained silent. "Do you know how many enemies we have and what they could do to our children-" and this time, it was Feyre who interrupted, "We know that very well Azriel and we know how many enemies we have. We've been working day and night to find them-"

"So have you found them?" Azriel asked, but this time, Feyre too remained silent.

"Found whom?" and as soon as Azriel heard that voice, he hurled his neck to the doorway so fast, that if it was not for his fae flexibility, it would have broken.

There was Gwyn, lying against the door frame, her wings still red, her body covered with bandages. Azriel's voice stuck in his throat, he wasn't able to speak anything. He thought he was dreaming, and he needed to make sure, that it really was his mate in the doorway. So, he tucked on their bond.

He knew Gwyn felt that because as soon as he did, her eyes snapped to his. And they just stood there, staring at each other. But Azriel couldn't be any more happier about the fact, that she'd looked at him. She was finally looking at him.

And then she did the most unexpected thing, she tugged on their bond slightly, and Azriel's knees started to buckle. Thankfully Rhys was there to safely sit him down on the couch.

Rhys then asked Gwyn, "How'd you get through my wards?" at which, Gwyn just looked puzzled.

"There were wards around my room? I didn't even try to break them. But more importantly, why were there wards around my room?"

At which Rhys looked a little guilty, and so did Feyre. Gwyn immediately knew something was wrong, "What happened?" she asked looking around the room, waiting for someone to answer.

But no one did. So she looked to Azriel, for an answer, and he wished he hadn't spoken up, "Nyx and Hayley are missing." He told her and her eyes immediately widened.

"How- I sent them home immediately-" "They never reached 'home' Gwyn" Rhys interrupted her before she could go on any further.

Gwyn tried to connect the puzzles, and Azriel knew immediately when she did. He also knew that she had an idea in her mind that would definitely get her hurt. "No." Azriel said, "What?" Gwyn asked innocently but then Az gave her a knowing look.

He then crossed his arms like a mother hen and said, "You know where they are, don't you?" and Gwyn tried to hide the small smile tugging at the corner of her lips, but miserably failed, "I might, " she said and left the room.

Azriel did follow her. "Gwyn" he said while following her out of the estate. "Gwyn," he said warningly. And then Gwyn turned around to look at him, and he wished she hadn't. He hated seeing her body covered in bandages, and he hated seeing her wings bloody red.

And all the amusement from Rhys' study, was gone. "I need your help." She said and Azriel huffed, "Yeah no shit." "Look, I need you to take me North-" Azriel knew what was in the North, and he interrupted her almost immediately, "No, No. No Absolutely not Gwyneth-" and started to walk away.

But Gwyn firmly put her hands on his arm and made him stay. It would have been easy to leave for Azriel, if it wasn't for her unfaltering stare,

"First of all, shadowsinger, don't Gwyneth me. Second of all, when Klaus and Hayley were born, I made you create a bond with me. And according to the terms of that bond, if you had to choose me or our children, you would choose our children to save. So, right now, our children need saving and we need to go and fucking protect them.

Third of all, you know that even your bracelet shone brighter when we walked towards the North direction, and we both know what's there so let's not waste time fucking arguing and save our children. And if it wasn't for my wings, I would have probably gone alone but I can't. So now fucking pick me up, and take me to the prison."

Azriel was smiling now, he was fully smiling. He had finally heard one of the famous Gwyneth Berdara rants after so long. He knew he was grinning like an idiot, and as soon as Gwyn noticed that, she smacked him in the arm.

"Stop grinning, " She said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Am not, " Azriel said, with a grin, as he picked her up bridal style and took flight.

He didn't forget to notice, and memorize the way her skin felt against his. She was looking at him, he knew. So he took advantage of that, "Too pretty to ignore?" He asked her cheekily at which she just narrowed her eyes, and looked away.

"Are not." "Am too" and then Gwyn looked at him again, probably thinking about something snarky to say. Azriel was loving every moment of this. He would prefer snarky and cocky Gwyn over emotionless Gwyn, any day.

"You know, If it wasn't for my wings, I probably wouldn't have asked for your help." Azriel just scoffed at that and said, "So am I just a substitute for your wings now?"

"Of course not shadowsinger, you're also my knight in shining armor." Gwyn said sarcastically, at which Azriel loosened his grip on her. And she immediately squealed and wrapped her arms tightly around him.

"Even after all these years Berdara?" He asked her, their faces so close that their noses were touching. "Oh fuck you." Gwyn said and looked away.

Azriel just pulled her closer and whispered huskily in her ear, knowing what it did to her, "You know you love to."

And then he landed on the ground below the Prison, because that was where his bracelet was shining the brightest.

They moved around just a bit, only to see Nyx and Catrin, having knives around their throats, by a stranger.

Gwyn immediately started walking towards that dick, but Azriel stopped her, and silently handed her a dagger in one of her hands.

The brown haired stranger laughed, "You must be really stupid to actually think that you could defeat me."

But Gwyn had seen that guy somewhere, she was sure that she had. But she didn't let it show on her face, she played it cool instead.

"Who are you?" she asked, though she had a fair idea of who that person was. The person then simply said, "Just come over here darling, and these children will be safe."

Azriel tried to stop Gwyn, but he couldn't, as she almost ran towards that man.

The man, kept his promise, he left the children, only to pull Gwyn close to him. Her hand in his. He then looked her up and down, and asked, "Do I know you from somewhere?" "No."

"Good, Now just say my name three times, and all will be fine. Albus. Severus. Potter."

"Okay, and what will that do?"

"Why do you need to know darling?"

"Because I know Albus Severus Potter died a long time ago. He was the son of Harry Potter wasn't he? He died when the fae took over. The potters, the weasleys, the malfoys, the entire wizarding world died."

Then, that man stepped one step towards her, their breaths almost mingling. "How can you see me then?"

"What?" Gwyn asked, confused.

"Albus put a spell over me, that only a weasley, a potter or a malfoy would be able to see me." The strange man said, while tugging a piece of Gwyn's hair behind her ear.

He continued, "You're a weasley aren't you" He said, not asked.

Gwyn didn't know what the hell he was talking about as she knew she was definitely not a weasley. "Who are you?" Gwyn asked, backing away from him now.

His eyes turned soft when he said, "Don't run away from me. Please." Gwyn also noted the hint of fear in his voice, he was scared to be alone, she realized.

She immediately took away the knife from his hand, which was not a knife at all, but a wooden stick. And then tried to break it- "NO" The man shouted. "I'll do anything JUST PLEASE don't break that."

"Tell me who you are and I'll give it back to you." Gwyn said. The man replied, "I need it to show you who I am. Please. I'm not lying, this time at least."

And Gwyn's gut told her, that he wasn't lying, so she trusted it. She gave him the wand. And he muttered something slowly, because the colour of his hair, and his facial features changes o so slowly.

His hair was now blonde, his features much sharper, and his body much more toned and muscled. "Who are you?" Gwyn asked, not because she was scared, but she was fascinated.

The man simply smirked and said,

"Malfoy. Draco Malfoy."

Azriel : *dick hard*

Cassian : During the start of ACOSF

Nesta : Just Nesta

Azriel : All. The. Time.

Meanwhile Azriel's Shadows : screaming at him to understand the obvious

Gwyneth :

Morrigan : while the boys are fighting

Also Morrigan : When she first sees Emerie

Emerie : When she first sees Mor

Rhysand :

Feyre : Her views on Nessian

Alright so, I had not posted all week so here is the compensation.

Over the last few days, the crew and Gwyn had gotten pretty close. They talked and were finally frank with each other. But it happened that night, when Gwyn had finally found the courage to wear a neclace which had a small red stone in the center.

They were at the dining table and were talking politely to each other. Jack making a joke saying that Azriel is getting sloppy but everyone knew that wasn't true, including him. Suddenly Elain noticed the red neclace on Gwyn's neck and jealousy filled her.

"Where did you get that necklace? " She had asked. Knowing where the situation was gonna go. Azriel had noticed the neclace on Gwyn and only hoped Elain wouldn't notice. His hopes were gone unheard by the gods. He was happy to see the neclace on her.

Happy to see that she wore his necklace, constantly touching it to make sure it was there, it made her feel comfortable. Azriel knew all that and it made his chest fill up with pride. But right now, everything was going downhill.

"Clotho gave it to me, i don't know who had give-", Elain cut her off by saying, "Azriel gave me that neclace on the night of the winter solstice, I want it back".

Gwyn looked towards Azriel, hoping that whatever Elain said wasn't true. But Azriel looked down, not meeting her gaze. That was enough indication for Gwyn to know she was true. She was so hurt.

She thought that this neclace had found her, it had always given her comfort. The nights which she had nightmares at night, and the days which were nightmares.

It was her only source of comfort and to find that it was never meant for her made it even more difficult.

Gwyn's eyes were swelling up with tears now. Before she let any of them fall, she took out the neclace and handed it to Elain before walking out.

The tears took the best of her as soon as she walked out of the front door and into the huge ground. She knelt down on her knees and let the tears flow. She cried and cried until she felt a hand on one of her shoulders. She looked up and so Jack, he sat down on her right.

Then came Tom, who sat down on her left. Then one by one, all the others came and sat down in a circle. Not one of them speaking a word, just offering that they were their for her. Gwyn stopped crying and just hugged her knees and hid her face in them. Unable to meet what she thought would be the judging eyes of them. She was wrong.

Jack finally broke the silence and said, "He's not worth it" He said. "You knew? "Gwyn innocently asked. "Of course we knew Gwyn, If I may call you that", One of the girls, Samantha said. Gwyn nodded.

"W-we see the wa-way you look at h-him during practice" Tom said. Gwyn smiled and said, "It's that obvious? ". "Yeah, you fucking right it is, you're love struck, you're like what, 22, just 4 years older than us" One of the girls, Molly said. Gwyn liked Molly the best, because she always said the truth and never sugar coated it. All the other girls hated her. Mostly because she was the best at practice.

They all just stayed there for the night and that's how their friendship started. They all became really good friends. Like "really good" like Molly and Tom, who just glanced at each other secretly. It was no secret for Gwyn, she knew they liked each other but never interfered. Every night, they started coming outside and starting a bonfire. They talked about their pasts and hopes and dres, it was like a new family, even Tarquin started coming.

Today was supposed to be no different, but Today was. Elain and Azriel were here. Hand in hand. They sat down in a corner of the ground and started their own bon fire. Sometimes Elain glanced at Gwyn and then kissed Azriel, while looking at her. Gwyn had had enough. She got up and Tarquin asked, "Where are you going? ", "I need a drink" She said.

Tarquin and everyone chuckled. "Since when did you start drinking? " Tarquin asked, while laughing. "I can drink" She said. "No you can't" Tarquin said, still laughing like crazy.

"I'll prove it to you" Gwyn said and went inside the huge mansion. She then went to the kitchen and brought a bottle. Tarquin stopped laughing now, "Gwyn calm down, that's Faerie wine, you'll have a terrible headache" He said. Even Azriel was looking in her direction now.

"Really" Gwyn said and popped open the cork. She then started drinking straight from the bottle. She didn't stop until Tarquin finally came up to her and took the bottle from her. Gwyn was feeling very drowsy now, but it felt like all the problems in the world had disappeared. She then sat down. Her mind still fuzzy.

Tarquin noticed she had almost finished half of the bottle, and even a quarter of Faerie wine was very dangerous. Gwyn noticed that Jack and the others were playing a game.

"Hey! What game are you playing without me" She asked, her voice very slow. She saw Tarquin go back to opposite her and rub his head but she could care less.

"Truth and Dare, wanna play? " Jack asked. "SUURE" She replied. "Fine, Gwyn, Truth or Dare?", Molly asked in her usual tone. "Mhmm, DARE" Gwyn said. Before anyone could say anything else Jack said, "I dare you to kiss me" And everyone gasped. "It's not like she's gonna do it, Chill out" Jack said.

"No, no, I can do it" She said and got up. "Really? " Jack got up with her. "Yeah" Gwyn said and everyone started whishpering to each other. "Fine" Jack said and started coming towards her to kiss her.

Tarquin suddenly pushed Jack to the ground and put her hands on Gwyn's face and kissed her. Her lips were the softest. They were the definition of perfect. He then stopped himself before it became too obvious. When he pulled away, he saw a smirking Jack on the ground, he knew, this smart son of a bitch knew.

He also saw a red Gwyn. Her cheeks were completely red and she was just staring at him with her eyes wide open. WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED, Her rational self said. But she was too drunk and the started thinking if it was really that bad.

"You're a good kisser" She blurted out while touching her lips, the realization never kicking in. Everyone had quieted by now. It was Tarquin's turn to blush now. "Well Goodnight" She said and hugged Tarquin before sliding away from the bondfire and skipping.

Tarquin had no idea what the hell just happened. He then saw her skipping and smiled. He then went back to his room without telling anyone, to think about how soft her lips felt on his.

Azriel was burning, like literally burning. He was so infested in watching Gwyn skip away that he didn't notice he walked into the bonfire and his shoes had caught fire. After multiple shoutings and shakings from Elain, Azriel finally came out of his trance and put out the fire.

His shadows were wrathful and ruthless. He knew today he wasn't gonna get any sleep tonight, his shadows won't let him. Gwyn had once told him that she had never kissed a guy, she wanted to wait for her mate. But she just wasted her kiss on a FREAKIN GUY WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO STAY IN THE REAL WORLD.

He was gonna kill someone tonight. He was sure. He then just walked out of the ground and into his room. Remembering that he had wanted to be her first kiss, he had wanted to see her blush after their first kiss. He had kissed her before, a little peck she had given him on the lips before falling asleep. He knew Gwyn wouldn't remember it and thought he wanted it to stay that way.

He didn't. He didn't want that memory to be of his and his alone. He wanted to share everything with her but now, it was too late...............

Azriel and Cassian:

Meanwhile Devlon :