Shimermoon flew outside the gardens. She hovered over the flowering shrubs while waiting for Alto--or Sir Raziel--to follow her.
She was dispirited and deflated when she heard Alto speak with authority.
Why was she instantly attracted to Alto? He seemed subservient and obedient like her. She was born for Nyx. He was born for Devlin. Seemed a perfect partnership for her.
But she had seen the angels. She had heard them address Alto as 'Sir Raziel...'
In the Land of Tralala, no one would refer to her as 'Madame Shimemoon!'
'Poor Shimermoon!' she told herself. She was being eaten with self-pity. 'I am a no-good fairy! I only sleep, eat, and... and repeat!'
She sat huddled underneath a sunflower. Her wings were folded. She covered her face with her hands and cried silently.
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