Hushed Willows borscht

teya blinked as the swaying leaves seemed to gently feather the rain from her coat. breathlessly she followed after lumiya, wondering if it was some magick that followed the fae-queen. while the empire remained burned into her mind as a palace of mysteries wreathed in mist.
here she felt her skin light with some unknown glimmering; her own flesh seemed to light, and she swallowed as lumiya addressed her. the suggestion was that she stay, which teya wished to question but did not. sleep. her eyes hunted around the willow-wood for a proper place, and she spied a patch of grass beneath one of the beautiful trees. "there," came her shy voice; it was secluded off their path but not so distant that she would not see the courtiers who called this place their home.