"I hate it." Groaning I aggressively ripped the dark green dress off and stared out the large window of my room. "We still have heaps of time, I'm sure we'll find something you like." Feyres voice was soft as she sifted through the closest looking through the stacks of clothes that the girls put together for me.
"It's already 5, I won't even have time to do my hair the way I planned." She laughed a little trying to cover it with a cough. "Yes well Mor and I did say that you should finish training early but something seemed to have kept you longer than expected." She wiggled her brows and my face heated as I remembered earlier in the day.
Azriel had sat next to me on the edge of the training area after a particularly hard set and together we basked in the peace looking over the city of Valeris below us. We didn't speak but words weren't needed, sitting together was enough. However I seemed to forget about the time and we stayed like that until 4:30 and then I promptly sprung from my seat surprisingly Azriel, sheepishly I waved and ran to my room only to see Feyre already sitting on my bed smirking at me.
"You'll have time y/n. Just go take a showers and I'll continue looking." I sighed but agreed. A shower was a nice distraction anyway.
I'm sure tonight will go fine, right? What would we talk about? Or we could just sit in silence like today, but I want to get to know him. Yeah, sure I'll just ask questions in hopes that I won't be rejected.
By the time I had finish feyre was gone, a note and an outfit sat on my bed. 'So sorry to leave so soon, Rhysand called, nothing serious just Nyx wanting me. I'm sure tonight will go great. Good luck.' The was a small smiley face next to the good luck making me smile. The outfit was beautiful, a simple but stunning midnight blue gown layed neatly over my duvet. The material was soft despite the sparkly silver that was woven into it making the gown resemble the night sky littered with stars. It slipped onto my body smoothly, fitting like a glove and hugging my cures nicely.
It was 6:30 and I had finally started my hair, styling it in a way which would frame my face and compliment the neckline of the gown. By the time I had finished my hair and light makeup it was 7:15. My jewellery selection was scarce but I had decided on a simple sparkly mossinite teardrop set of earrings and matching necklace.
Slipping on my silver heals a knock sounded from my door. Tonight will be great, I will make it so. "Coming!" Pulling the door open, there stood Azriel. Still clad in black but leathers were swapped for nice black pants and a black button up, truthteller still sat snuggly on his side. "Hi." I smiled as I walked out the room shutting the door behind me, hoping he ignored the plethora of clothes flung around it. "Hello. You look absolutely Devine." My cheeks reddened and I clutched my little sliver clutch tightly. "Thank you, you look really nice yourself." My voice wasn't as steady as I had intended but he made no comment only a smirk sat comfortably on his face.
"Are you ready to go?" His voice was deep and soft making me fidget uncontrollably. God it's like being a teenager with a crush again. I hummed and he held out his arm. Curiously I grabbed it questioning his next moves. "Hold on." His smirk had grown and suddenly we were gone. I wasn't scared, quite the opposite actually. His shadows had engulfed us, calm and steady as the flitted around surely taking us to his intended location. It was nice, the warm feeling of his body pressed against mine and the shadows which buzzed slight at my content.
Finally his shadows dispersed, still lingering around us but lessened. The city was alight with warm yellow glows, the streets lively below us. We had landed on a cliff edge, behind us a restaurant sat snugly within the mountain. It was beautiful, one way was a view of the Sidra which was aluminated by the full moon and the other was the city below filled with its inhabitants. "It's beautiful." He hummed in agreement, tugging lightly while guiding us towards the door of the restaurant. The workers immediately noticed him and took us to the booth which faced the city. I took a seat on one side and Azriel the other. "So what's on the menu?" He smiled lightly, "anything you want." In disbelief I raised an eyebrow at him "anything?" He hummed amused at me.
"How?" He huffed out a quiet laugh at my confusion.
"Magick." I rolled my eyes but started planning what I would ask for in my head. The waitress walks over, visibly nervous to be serving a member of the Inner Court. Or perhaps just nervous to be serving Azriel I suppose.
"What would you like to order tonight?" Her voice didn't waver although the question was directed at me so less pressure. She nodded after I ordered my favourite dish and cautiously looked to Azriel for his. "Just a steak and chips, medium rare with tartar sauce. As well as a bottle of Pinot Noir please." The girl nodded thankful that she wouldn't have to ask those follow up questions and stalked off towards the kitchen.
"So, are we gonna play like the usual ice breaker games or?" My sentence trailed off and a look of confusion replaced his once calm look. "What's an ice breaker game?" Oh, I forget that most common things and terms like ice breaker probably aren't well know here. "Well an ice breaker game is basically a game where you get to know the other person." He hummed and nodded that I continue "So for example, we could play two truths and a lie. The aim is to make the other person not guess the lie correctly. I'll go first. I've been to over 100 different reality's, I own a cat in my original reality and I'm 25 in my original reality." I'm only now realising that this wasn't the best game to play as his job literally consists of getting the right answers, and he could probably spot my tells from a mile away. "You're not 25?" Should have guessed he would have know. "Correct, I'm 23. Now that I'm thinking about it I probably should have chosen a game you wouldn't be so good at."
He laughed and for some reason the sound made me grin. He was so devastatingly handsome, his short toused black hair and hazel eyes. He was a sight to see that's for sure, I wonder why he hadn't been with anyone before he met me? "So my turn correct?" I nodded and he thought for a second. "I'm 541-" wait what? "No you aren't. Are you?" He smiled slyly "I can't tell you yet, I haven't even finished my last two." Groaning I rolled my eyes and lent my elbow utop the table in waiting. "Go on then." He looked me in the eyes and said "I'm 6'1 and I have the largest wing span out of Rhys, Cas and me." Why did he look so proud of the fact that his wings are big? That's weird. Maybe I'll ask Nesta or Feyre later. "Hmm you can't be 541? Can you?" The waitress came over with our food and drinks placing them down infront of us. "Is there anything else I can get you guys tonight?" I noticed her gaze went to my wings, I'm not surprised I haven't seen anyone else with the same wing type as mine as well as the fact that they were very scared. "No that will be all. Thank you." She blushed when she saw that I had noticed her looking.
"I am in fact 541." His voice brought me out of my mind and I paled. "You're really old." He pretend glared at me but I saw the smile he was hiding. "I'm actually considered a young adult. You however are considered an infant." I laughed and he grinned at me. "Surely not an infant right?" I couldn't stop laughing while cutting up my food, "well a teenager but still." He was still grinning ear to ear. "Well what was the lie then?" Maybe I'll just ask him why wingspan matters? "I'm actually 6'3, thought that was obvious." I hummed, I have never been great at guessing height. "Why does the size of your wingspan matter though? Or was that just a fun fact?" He poured me a cup of wine before doing the same for himself. "Hmm take it how you will." He smiled mischievously and sipped his wine.
"Any other Ice breaker games you want to play?" He looked pretty interested in getting to actually know me which made me feel better. As it reassures me that the whole relationship wouldn't just be physical. "We could do 20 questions, it's as simple as it sounds," I sipped my wine swallowing while watching the city bustle below "one asks a question and the other answers and asks one of their own." He nodded cutting into his steak taking a bite while obviously thinking about what to ask. "If you could have an unlimited supply of anything for the rest of your life, what would it be?" I finished chewing while I thought, "probably beef jerky. It's my favourite snack. What's your go to drink order?" I figured if I asked a question like his drink order I can remember it and store it away for later use.
He thought for a while but eventually answered "usually I just order what the majority would like" explains why he somehow ordered my favourite wine "but my favourite drink would have to be The Manhattan although I rarely order it."
So the night went on, jokes and questions thrown about here and there. It had been hours since dinner and I started to suspect that the shop was staying open purely for us. "I think we should probably head off, I wouldn't want to keep the staff waiting any longer to shut up shop. Lord knows I hated it." Azriel agreed and offered me his hand. Once again we were swallowed by his shadows. I didn't know where he was taking me but I didn't particularly care. Tonight had been the most fun I've had in years. That's saying something as I've lived thousands of lives. The shadows faded and we were still on a cliff. From what I could tell we were on the other side of the city, up high but the sound of the joyful citizens still reaching out ears.
We sat on the edge of the cliff watching the world bellow, just enjoying the breeze and the night sky. "I had a really good time tonight." I broke the comfortable silence, "I did too." We sat there a while longer, our sides brushing up against each other. Finally I reached for his arm and looped mine through it, holding on gingerly.
"I think...we should do this again sometime." In response he smiled brighter than I had seen him smile before, "I would like that." We sat there for an hour until I started to doze off. I don't remember being brought back home only that I had been placed gently into my bed.