Music was blaring from the bandstand; the Holt was alive with a huge party and a feast was laid out around the palace tree. The coronation party was in full swing, it was nearly the end of summer and the nights were still light. There was bunting hanging from every tree, and flowers petals were strewn everywhere. Most of the Fae in the Holt was drunk, dancing about in a merry way and the guards were watching the veil with eagle eyes to keep any mischievous faeries from slipping out of the veil into the night.
Easton and Rose were sat outside the palace on a stage, it was draped with gold thread and various dried flowers were entwined around the sticks that formed the frame above them. Lux was sat beside her brother; she’d added some highlights to her hair which had lightened up the overa
