Hushed Willows Look him in the eye, aim no higher

Perhaps Iolana was sure of the little fae's skills, and though she'd grown more confident, Lumi hadn't expected her dreams to materialize so easily - so perfectly. Surely fate would throw more obstacles her way, like it had always done; but for now, the skies seemed clear and her heart was a-flutter and she was the happiest soul 'neath the spires that touched the sky and near the unwavering pulls of the ocean. The willows whispered songs that sparked feelings of belonging, and she was sure she wasn't the only one who heard them.

Lumiya smiled at her friends, then turned to lead the way to their borders; they were faint still, but strengthening with each day that passed. She would make sure their presence was known, and that she'd be established and running a real court before the coming of summer - before the middle of spring, even, if she was lucky. I'm certain you'll enjoy yourselves here, and hope you'll meet your fellow faerie folk betimes. She mused on their way there.