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shadowqueenjude · 5 months

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Apparently my brain is a fan of the writing strategy “write some good scenes in your head and find a way to lump them together in the end” so here it is, a little Gwynriel for everyone.

Gwyneth pursed her lips in concentration as she faced her target. She had opted for the rare and difficult fighting style of one dagger in each hand. Despite so little training, the Carynthian was masterful at her craft already.

“Whoo!” She shouted, pumping the air in triumph after perfectly executing the maneuvers Azriel had taught her. She hurled one of the daggers towards the wooden block nailed on a tree some ways away. There was a loud THWANG as it landed dead-smack in the middle. Gwyn smirked at Azriel. “Bulls. Eye.”

Azriel stared at her in awe. She was so unbelievably talented and vivacious, and kind. How he wished she could be his mate…

But if she really knew him, she would run away in the other direction screaming.

“Oh quit staring, Azriel. I already know you’re in awe of my magnificence.” Azriel blinked and blushed. “I didn’t- I mean I wasn’t-“

Gwyn giggled, striding up to him and shoving his chest playfully, her teal eyes glittering in the midmorning sun. “I think you’re into me, Shadowsinger.”

Azriel felt his skin heat up even more, embarassment flooding his body. “No, I’m not,” he muttered, even though he definitely was. He didn’t want her to think he was only helping her because he was into her and after Sangravah he definitely didn’t want to push her into anything. Plus Gwyn deserved better than him.

“Yes you areeee,” Gwyn teased, throwing her arms around his shoulders. “It’s ok to admit, you know. I’m very pretty and charming and strong.” She tossed her brilliant red hair, and Azriel watched as it flowed past her on the wind. “I’m definitely not, and I never will be,” Azriel said firmly. Something shuttered in Gwyn’s eyes at that, and she whispered, “Ok.” Then she walked away.

Azriel blinked. Had he said it too harshly? He had, hadn’t he? He shouldn’t have been so rude; she was just making a joke, for fuck’s sake. He was about to go apologize to her when he got whacked on the head from behind.

“Ow!” Azriel complained, rubbing the spot where Nesta had hit her. “What?”

“You idiot, she was going to ask you out!” Nesta snapped, hands on her hips as she surveyed Azriel’s crumpled form on the ground. Emerie walked a few paces behind her.

“Wait what? Were you two eavesdropping?”

“Obviously,” Nesta said. “And I know you like her too. Why did you do that?”

Azriel felt his shadows begin to swirl agitatedly around him as he processed what he’d done. He ruined everything he touched, didn’t he?

“Oh Az,” Nesta said, sensing his distress. She knelt before him. “All is not lost. But you need to really impress her tonight. And we’ll help you.”

Later in the day, Azriel found Gwyn. She was at a small get-together with some of the priestesses who had also become Valkyries. She was talking and laughing, that beautiful smile lighting up her entire face. Azriel was a little distance from their bonfire, mentally preparing himself. This would be his first time actually performing in front of a large group of people. His heart began to race, his fingers a bit shaky upon the portable piano.

Come on, Az. Just do it.

He pressed down on the keys, and the priestesses went silent at the first chord, turning towards the source of the noise. He played the beginning instrumentals with ease, mentally preparing himself to use his voice.

At last the lyrics began, and Azriel began to sing.

His voice wasn’t the low, raspy thing most expected upon looking at him. It was a little high, and rich, and melodic. It was one of the only things he was truly confident about. He let the sorrowful, romantic words spill from his lips.

Ae kaash kaahin aisa hota,

Ke do, dil hote seene mein,

Ik toot bhi jata ishq mein to,

Takleef na hoti jeene mein,

Ae kaash kahin aisa hota…

The priestesses were sitting at rapt attention, and Gwyn's eyes were wide, her hands clapped over her mouth as she watched him. Azriel's confidence soared as he continued the song.

Bhool nahi sakta yeh sadma,

Yaad hamesha aayega,

Kisi ne aisa dard diya toh,

Barso mujhe tadpayega,

Bhar nahi sakte zakhm yeh dil ke,

Koi saal mahine mein,

Koi saal mahine mein...

As Azriel approached the last verse, Gwyn broke away from the crowd. She sprinted towards him, stopping right in front of him, singing the last verse with him.

Aah, aaahhhh, aaahhhh, Aah, aaaahhh... aaaahhhhh....

They stared at each other a moment before Gwyn walked around the piano slowly. Azriel gulped.

"I lied earlier," he whispered. Gwyn raised her brows. "Hm?"

"I do like you; I like you a lot actually. Probably too much-"

Gwyn silenced him by jumping into his arms. Pleasantly surprised, Azriel answered back, wrapped his arms around her waist. "Took you long enough to pluck up the courage," she muttered against his shoulder. Azriel laughed. "I know, I know. I'm a damn coward. But never again; for you, I'd brave anything, Gwyneth Berdara."

(Translation of the lyrics:

It would have been great,

If we had two hearts in our chest,

Even if one would have broken in love,

Then to there would be no problem in living,

It would have been great...

I can't forget this shock,

I'll always remember it,

Someone gave me a lot of pain,

She tormented me for years,

The wounds of the heart cannot be filled,

Even in months and years,

Even in months and years...)

Song inspo: (click here for link)

#gwyneth berdara #pro gwyneth berdara #azriel #gwynriel #pro gwynriel #fanfic

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