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“Did something happen that I, as your chaperone, should know about?”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Sadistic monsters,' Gwyn hissed as the three friends limped toward the water station, defeat heavy on their shoulders.

'We try again tomorrow,' Emerie swore, sporting a black eye thanks to the swinging log that had knocked her on her ass before Nesta could grab her. 'We keep trying until we wipe that smug look off their stupid perfect faces.

Indeed, Azriel and Cassian had just leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and smiled at them the entire time.

Gwyn threw Azriel a withering stare as she strode past him. 'See you tomorrow, Shadowsinger,' she tossed over a shoulder.

Az stared after her, brows high with amusement. When he turned back, Nesta grinned. 'You have no idea what you just started,' she said. Az angled his head, hazel eyes narrowing as Gwyn reached the archway.

'Remember how Gwyn was with the ribbon?' Nesta winked and clapped the shadowsinger on the shoulder. 'You're the new ribbon, Az.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Steps scuffed down the hall. A warning. From someone who knew how to remain silent.
...
Cassian had just finished setting himself to rights when Azriel strode in.

'Good evening,' his brother said with a grating level of calm, striding toward the table.

'Az.' Cassian wasn't able to keep the bite out of his tone. He met his brother's too-aware stare and silently conveyed every bit of annoyance he felt at his timing. Azriel only shrugged, surveying the food the House had brought him. As if he knew exactly what he'd interrupted and took his chaperone duties very seriously.

Nesta was watching them, but as soon as Cassian turned to her, she launched into movement, pushing off the table and aiming for the door. 'Good night.' She didn't wait for him to respond before she was gone.

Cassian levelled a glare at Az. 'Thanks for that.'

'I don't know what you're talking about,' Az said, even as he smiled down at his food.

'Asshole.'

Az chuckled. 'Don't show your hand all at once, Cass.'

'What's that supposed to mean?'

Az nodded toward the doorway. 'Save something for later.'

'Busybody.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“This is a bad idea.'

Cassian winked. 'That should be written on the Night Court crest.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames