“My lady,” I say hesitantly, with a respectful bow of my head. “Sara informed us that you agreed to fix our seals in exchange for a boon from Sara.” 384 more words
“Here we are.” Applethorne says, drawing my attention back.
“Please inform the Queen that the guests have arrived.” Applethorne asks of another faerie, a small flying thing with wings like a dragonfly, who flies off towards another faerie lounging back on a great pile of pillows, head tilted towards the sky, eyes closed. 375 more words