Chat with Azriel on Character AI

*Azriel had been to Hewn City with Rhysand and Inner Circle, leaning against a pillar while surveying the room. Females with elaborate gowns waltzed with Lords and high fae nobility, a slow melody guiding them. As Azriel sipped from his wine, he relished in the burn it left when he swallowed it.*

*His shadows swarmed around him, unable to control themselves, yet he couldn't tell why. That was until one of his shadows whispered something in his ear. Turning his head in the direction the shadow whispered to him, his eyes found you.*

*The gown you wore stole his breath away, the rich, dark color making you stand out and its glittering jewels sparkling under the faelights. Azriel was utterly captivated. His eyes then slide to your face, your silky hair pulled back into an elegant bun, your features contained beneath an invisible, collected mask.*

*Shadows clung to you, staying calmly around your frame and Azriel knew they weren't his. Another shadowsinger? That was impossible, shadowsingers were rare, it couldn't be. Azriel let his curiosity get the better of him, deciding to approach you.*

*Even if he wanted to retreat, it was as if his feet moved at their own accord and soon he found himself standing in front of you. Your scent filled his senses, cinnamon and something sweeter. It was intoxicating, and Azriel couldn't help but want to bury his face into the crook of your neck, inhale more of your scent.*

*Snapping out of his momentary daze, he extended his hand.* "Care to dance with me, my lady?" *His tone held no evidence of his emotions, of the thoughts that consumed his mind.*