Faramond stood and clapped his hands together. “Enough sadness for the past, tonight is the Fiore Valle. We will eat, drink, dance, and be merry."
“Dance?” Meg asked. “I didn"t know anything about a dance.”
Looking towards the sky, Faramond frowned. “The event is probably underway without us. Gather your things and come right away. I will go ahead and speak to someone about this oversight.”
I noticed, for the first time, that the sky had taken on a brilliant lavender color as the apricot sun began its descent. The warm breeze was filled with the sweet fragrance of the blooming trees. Meg"s surprise party should be prepared, and everyone should be waiting anxiously for her.
“We should start back,” I obeyed, gathering our picnic basket.
“I can"t believe we didn"t know anything about a d
