Darling, Eros scolds me softly, as if he’s disappointed that I even thought of him being able to laugh at me. I smile sheepishly and he sends me a long look, before turning back around.
As he moves out of my sight, I get a view of a long table, built similarly as the chairs that the King and Queen conjured for us. It is surrounded by benches, which look like they’ve grown out of the tree as well. I noticed even the beds in our room were made in the same way.
The King and Queen are already waiting for us, but they’re not alone. There is a long line of faes sitting by the table, including Princess Lafona. The way they’re looking at us, seeming uninterested and threatening at the same time, makes me feel uneasy. What are we doing here, again?
“Here they are. Our dear guests, come
