A Love From A Different World

by Loachm

While trying to get answers about Maeve and the Vlag, Aelin accidentally opens a portal where she is transported to a mysterious land called Prythian. There she meets a close knit court of strange Fae who are suspicious of her. While trying to keep her identity hidden, Aelin tries to find her way back home- which proves difficult when she is pulled into a world of war and love.

46. Chapter 46

Azriel was torn. Torn about everything. Torn between his brother and his woman. Or who he hoped could be his woman. Celeana was everything he could ever imagine and more. She was a blessing from Mother herself, she was an angel, a star. Celeana was perfect.

And he knew that he was not the only one who thought so.

As much as the Shadowsinger wanted to ignore it, he knew that Rhysand felt the same. They both did. And neither of them had addressed the elephant in the room just yet. Neither of them wanted to. If he could, Azriel would give his life to Rhysand without a second thought, would give him anything and everything. But not this. Not Celeana. And he knew that his brother felt the same.

And it was irrational. He knew. Because Celeana was not for any of them to claim, no matter how much they wished. That thought had been anxiously pushed to the back of Azrie's head since the very first moment he had laid eyes on the blond. Even if it were somehow possible, even if Celeana were to miraculously honor him with a chance… was it even possible? He was Fae, and she was human. The wall had been created for a reason, a wall that was all but vanished. If by some miracle they won the war and survived, maybe then a relationship between him and Celeana could be. Imagining that Celeana decided not to return home and stay in Prythian with them. And if she wanted him and Rhysand gave up, of course. But what if Celeana chose Rhys instead? The very thought shot a dart through his heart. The brief imagine of Celeana and Rhys together that his mind had briefly conjured up was enough to make him sick.

But if she did, could the spymaster accept that? He would never force his feelings onto the human, of course, but he wasn't sure he would be able to just sit idly by either. If Celeana chose neither of them he could live with that, as painful as it might be. But having to watch his woman with his brother- that was a different type of hell he simply could not put himself through. As much as he loved Rhysand and vowed to stay by his side for all of eternity, should Celeana choose him, Azriel was sure he would walk away from the Night Court entirely.

That sudden realization was startling to him. Not just because that meant that he was willing and ready to leave behind the only place he had ever called home, the people he had called family. It was because it meant that the feelings he had for Celeana were much more than mere infatuation, more than physical attraction.

It would mean that what he had been theorizing for a while was much more significant. It would mean that the connection he felt between the two was the mating bond.