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WELL HERE IT IS. AT 5AM. WHY AM I STILL AWAKE? BECAUSE I JUST HAD TO FINISH. 

I present: Clueless. Inspired by this ask from @modernbookfae probably like 6 months ago: Nessian: “Don’t touch me!” “I didn’t.”

and suddenly an idea was born…

SFW Word Count: 5.5K

Life was hell with Cassian and Nesta. Azriel had only been at the Steppes for a day and already he wanted to crawl into Bryaxis’ lair. The days were absolutely brutal: training began at the first tendrils of dawn with three laps around the camp. Then the Illyrians would train for hours. Then finally, breakfast, if you could even call it that. Really it was just…gruel. Then another five laps. Then flight training. Then ring matches. Then lunch. And the day continued on as such. To be completely honest, Azriel had blocked it out. He wasn’t there for training, of course, but wanted to shadow his brother to make sure all was well. And Cassian did every exercise. So Az did every exercise. But when the sun rose the next morning…Az might’ve slept a little late so as to miss the running.

It wasn’t so much the exercise that was awful, he was a trained warrior after all, but the ruthlessness of Cassian. He had never known his brother to be such a harsh leader at a camp like this. Yes, at war, to the trained warriors and disgusting Hewn City recruits, but not to these younglings.

And he always thinking of new improvements. He spent the entire day, even during training, hashing out his ideas to Azriel. Az nodded along to what his brother said, but tuned out a bit once hour five of complaints and plans hit. It wasn’t that he didn’t care…just that he couldn’t really do much except nod and say “Sounds good, Commander.”

Azriel also noticed how the trainees were responding to this new, extreme regimen. They were agitated. They were following Cassian, but groaned behind his back. They dragged their feet and could barely stomach the meals they were given. He heard them talking about how much they hated having the commander at the camp with them. But it wasn’t Azriel’s place to rule the armies, so he said nothing to Cassian.

It wasn’t until he saw Elain on his second night that he decided to act.

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I. LOVE. THIS. SO. FUCKINNG. MUCH.

like seriously, this is the best thing I’ve read today

😭😭😭😭😭omg thank you wtf I’m glad.