After the self proclaimed fairy had finished her explanation she simply stood there absorbing the silence that hugged everyone's throats until she looked to Lifa who let out a loud scoff, not a mocking one, but one of complete disbelief. "What the hell do you know of lady Cecelia, and how could I possibly believe that you are actually a fairy, you mean to tell me that her hair is a sign of nobility, while your grey means what, a lesser class, does that even make any sense?" She stared at the woman and was surprised when she only received a smile on return; a calm subtle and very beautiful smile.
"I understand how you feel elf, you have probably spent months already at out priestesses side aiding and likely serving her, with a great sense of duty on your shoulders, however, I assure you,
