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AZRIEL
“I can’t sleep without my favorite dagger.”
The Dagger:
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"PLOTTING" (2006), SUGAR BOOGER
"I am the rock against which the surf crashes. Nothing can break me."
Nothing can make me hate Gwyneth Berdara. Happy Gwyn Day everyone!
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Azriel walks to the training ring:
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POV:
Curious Cassian
“Team assignments,” Rhysand said smoothly, though his gaze lingered a moment longer than necessary.
He began listing them off.
Cassian… was not listening.
Not really.
Chairs scraped. Conversations broke out.
Cassian grabbed an apple from the table, took a loud crunch, and casually sidled up next to Rhysand.
“Hey,” he said under his breath.
Rhys didn’t look at him. “If this is about swapping teams so you can cause chaos elsewhere—”
“It’s not.”
That got his attention.
Rhys glanced at him. “I’m listening.”
Cassian gestured subtly with his apple. “Don’t put me on a team with them.”
Rhys blinked once. “Them?”
Cassian tilted his head toward the room.
Across it Azriel stood at the far end of the table with Mor and Lucien, calmly reviewing the map.
On the opposite side, Gwyn was mid-conversation with Nesta and Emerie, gesturing lightly as she spoke.
Normal.
Entirely normal.
Except Azriel’s shadows were not paying attention to Mor.
Or Lucien.
They were… drifting.
Leaning.
Like very nosy, slightly sinister cats.
In Gwyn’s direction.
Rhys’s brows rose a fraction.
Cassian took another bite of his apple. “You see it, right?”
“I see Az’s shadows,” Rhys said carefully.
Cassian made a vague, wavy gesture with both hands. “No, no—look at the vibe.”
“The vibe?”
“The vibe,” Cassian repeated. “They’re doing that thing.”
Rhys turned his head slightly. “What thing.”
Cassian lowered his voice. “You remember those stories we used to hear as kids?”
Rhys considered. “That narrows it down remarkably little.”
Cassian leaned in. “The creepy couple.”
Rhys stared at him.
“All quiet. All in sync. Probably torture people for fun.”
A pause.
Then Rhys said, thinking, “Gormath and Morwen?”
Cassian pointed at him. “Yes. Them.”
Rhys looked back across the room.
At Azriel.
At Gwyn.
At the very noticeable lack of interaction between them
and the equally noticeable awareness.
His brows lifted higher.
Cassian, still chewing, made a slow, exaggerated ooohhh motion with his hands.
Rhys didn’t react.
Outwardly.
But his eyes flicked once more to Azriel’s shadows currently stretching just slightly farther than necessary.
Toward Gwyn.
Who, mid-sentence, paused.
Tilted her head.
And very faintly smiled.
Not at anyone in front of her.
Rhys went very still.
Cassian swallowed his apple. “See?”
Rhys exhaled slowly. “That is… unfortunate.”
“Unfortunate?” Cassian echoed. “That’s how horror stories start.”
“At least they’d be efficient,” Rhys said.
“That’s not comforting.”
Rhys tapped his chin, thoughtful now. “You’re suggesting I separate them.”
“I’m begging you.”
Rhys’s mouth twitched. “I’m actually considering the opposite.”
Cassian choked slightly. “Don’t you dare.”
Rhys glanced at him, entirely too calm. “For strategic purposes, of course.”
“Of course. Nothing says strategy like unleashing the world’s quietest nightmare duo.”
Across the room Azriel’s gaze lifted.
Met Rhysand’s.
Then, just briefly shifted.
Toward Cassian.
Cassian froze.
“…he heard that, didn’t he?”
Rhys smiled faintly. “Oh, absolutely.”
Cassian sighed. “Brilliant. I’m going to die on this mission.”
“Possibly,” Rhys said lightly.
Cassian looked back at Gwyn and Azriel.
“…I stand by what I said,” he muttered.
RHYS AND CASS
GWYN & AZ
POV:
Azriel giving the girls basic torture lessons.
Azriel moved to the center of the room.
“You don’t extract information,” he said. “You allow someone to give it to you.”
Emerie frowned. “People don’t just volunteer secrets.”
Gwyn didn’t take her eyes off him. “They do if they think it’s their idea.”
Something flickered across Azriel’s face.
“Exactly.”
Cassian pointed between them.
“Oh, I don’t like that. That was way too quick. You two understanding each other is concerning.”
Another Gwynriel piece cause I‘m obsessed with them
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WUTHERING HEIGHTS (2011)
dir. andrea arnold
AZRIEL
A priestess, no matter how well trained, was not someone I intended to bring near potential trouble.
Especially her.
when I think about you…
1001 Nights (1998), directed by Yoshitaka Amano and Mike Smith

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