Macy POV
The sun is beating down on my face, and the grass under my feet is thick and lush. I get the feeling that I am a long way from home, but I have no idea how I got here.
I squint against the light and see two women walking toward me. The one I recognize it is Luna Queen, but the other woman I have never seen before.
She has long silver hair that hangs effortlessly down her back. She appears to be floating instead of walking, and I do a double take when I see pointed ears hiding behind her hair.
The women do not speak to one another as they approach me. The Luna Queen looks irritated at the mere presence of the other woman.
I get to my feet and brush off my clothes and I notice I am no longer wearing the black dress I wore to the party. The dress I am wearing is not
