King Zephyr stood up from the bed and walked to the window. He legs were swaying but his mind was racing.
Last night, he had a honey drink from a cup. It was given by a maid.
'A maid who was familiar to him...'
He looked out of the window. What he saw widened his gaze.
"Willow? Willow, come over here!"
"What is it, Zephyr?" she moaned while she forced herself to rise from the strange bed.
"Is it our daughter, Nicandra?"
"Where?" Willow peered at the figures. "Is that Shimermoon?"
Nyx and Shimermoon were in the courtyard. They were watching the sunrise. Their daughter was sitting on the bench while the fairy sat on her shoulder. The two heads were leaning to each other while they enjoyed the nature.
"Yes! Yes, they are here! Come! Let's change our nightclothes and meet them!"
"Wai
