Hushed Willows i will remember your life

Of course, the queen had to be present;
as if their qualms did not still the air around her enough these past suns. The ardent faerie sniffed and cocked her head away before their eyes could lay unto each other, their opposing needs best not faced wit each other again. Honestly, did that bird of hers have eyes everywhere? Perhaps that's what fueled her self-assurance, a spy among the Court's branches to keep savages like herself in check. The night still lingered in the sky, casting diffuse grey in the forest. Yet, the sun still kissed Lumiya's face to welcome her. Nature favored her itself.

❝ What? Have ye come to console me? ❞ she growled, showing her backside. ❝ It's as if yer looking to squabble. ❞ Besides the fact they diagreed on every front and were polar opposites, Aoibh was already embarrassed for her passionate outburst and her rushed exit to the safety of the willows. Of course, it could only fuel Lumiya more.