I am mesmerized as the Queen simply claps her hands twice and immediately there is someone knocking on the window. I stare at yet another fae, a young girl, dressed much more modestly than the Royal pair. The Queen makes the window melt, letting her enter. I watch as it builds itself back up, still not used to the odd ways of fairy magic. I mean, I thought I was a human girl most of my life, and now I need to accept different kinds of magic? How messed up is that?
The girl bows deeply to the King and Queen. “What is it that you wish for, Your Majesty?” she asks, her head and back still bent down. I don’t know why, but it appears like fairies are much more stern with their servants, or whoever this girl is. I also notice she’s incredibly young. If she was born in our Kingdom, she wouldn
