Chapter 24: Part One - Ella
I have been to Alfheim on numerous occasions. The capital had always been full of light, life, and the kind of ethereal quality you would find in a city full of light faeries. You’d look North and you would see the palace made of glittering diamond, reflecting beams of colors and sparkle at onlookers as if it was purposefully catching their attention. The streets would always be teeming with people, the trade market would be open, and there would be no short supply of children enjoying the day, even if Scottish weather around September had an ominous chill to it. You would look up overhead and see the vast skies with big clouds that rolled around at the whim of the winds.
This place was a far cry from the Alfheim I knew.
Up ahead, the turrets of the diamond p
