The Lost Fae

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y didn't she know what she was? And why was he so drawn to her? He knew that the Great

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dusting of freckles upon them were the highlights of her face. And then there were her eyes, he could see the compassion i

But everything in him was telling him that to help her would be the right course of action. He waited for her nod, dismissing Yerrow from their p

the area, disguised as butterflies and other small insects. It'd be impossible to shoo them all away, and they were ha

trol of The Seelie and Unseelie courts. Neither court wished to claim the fae here, nor did the fae have a true court to belong to. So Arandir had made a court of his

harder to keep the peace. The fae were in an uproar. Over the two days that had passed since Yerrow brought Wynne to his care, Arandir had had several meetings with fae wanting answers of their own. They wanted to know why the Hunt

eaves on the branches. Looking at her made his breath catch. Just being next to her so set him alight, and he

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uldn't help but take glances at Arandir though. If there was any word that fit him, it was Majestic. Though, Wynne wasn't sure she was thinking with her brain and not her

not human? " She asked, shifting to lock her green hues on him. She had to crane h

hand in the cookie jar. He had been staring at her. It was okay, Wynne didn't mind. His g

ed you earlier, your skin began to glow. This is

elings she had at his touch. She had noticed the glow from him as he worked some sort o

ere... A way to mak

again in the way that it did then. " There were a few other ways Arandir could think of that would bring her buried magic to

nd to get the answers to questions we both have,