Unveiled Truths

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-𝕾𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖊𝖑-

𝕴n the midst of the unsettling silence that engulfed the room, I found myself seated at a unique wooden table. A captivating sight greets my eyes-a rustic wooden table, unlike any I have ever seen before. Its surface, crafted from a block of rich, mahogany-coloured wood, bears a unique character, adorned with intricate ridges and grooves that showcase the craftsmanship of its creator. The table's imperfections lend it an organic charm as if it were plucked straight from the heart of an enchanted forest.

Above the table, a magnificent chandelier casts a warm, flickering glow, its real candles dancing with an ethereal light. Yet, to my surprise, the wax remains suspended, defying gravity, as if enchanted to stay in place. The candles burn with an eternal flame, their steady glow bringing a sense of timeless elegance to the room.

My attention shifts to the plates and cutlery adorning the table, each possessing a distinct uniqueness. The plates, handcrafted from delicate porcelain, bear intricate patterns reminiscent of a forgotten era. Their edges are gently scalloped, adding a touch of elegance to the table setting. The cutlery, too, tells a tale of artistry. Each piece is adorned with ornate engravings, its handles contoured to fit perfectly in the hand and fashioned from polished silver. Which makes me wonder.

As I take my seat, my gaze drifts toward the enchanting beings serving the feast. House elves, known as "Nimble Sprights,"-as Val called them-- gracefully move about the room, their every movement a testament to their inherent magic. From head to toe, they exude an air of otherworldly charm. With pointed ears peeking out from beneath their intricately woven caps, their large, luminous eyes brim with wisdom and mischief.

Dressed in garments of shimmering cobalt blue, the Nimble Sprights wear attire that blends seamlessly with the mystical ambiance of the room. Their garments are adorned with delicate embroidery, depicting intricate nature motifs-leaves, flowers, and vines-woven with threads of gold and silver. Every fold and pleat seems to carry a hint of woodland magic as if these garments were whispered into existence by the very spirits of nature.

With a gentle grace, the Nimble Sprights place the feast on the table. Platters of succulent, perfectly cooked meats are arranged alongside a display of raw cuts, showcasing the bountiful harvest of the hunt. Juicy steaks glisten enticingly, adorned with fragrant herbs and spices. Tender roasts, cooked to perfection, exude an irresistible aroma that fills the room.

To accompany this splendid feast, an assortment of beverages awaits. Crystal-clear goblets hold ruby-red wines, their velvety richness promising a symphony of flavours. Glistening pitchers brim with refreshing fruit-infused water, the vibrant hues of citrus and berries swirling within.The Nimble Sprights pour with a skill that speaks of a thousand banquets served, ensuring each glass is filled with precision and care.

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy with an uncomfortable silence, broken only by the echoing footsteps of unseen servants. I glanced around the table, taking in the familiar faces of those present-Less, Val, Val's dad -who had asked that I call him Mr. Willowdale-and Lenora. An unspoken tension hung in the air as if a secret conversation were taking place among them, leaving me out in the cold.

It became quite evident that Mr. Willowdale was not just upset but rather consumed by his displeasure upon discovering my presence on their esteemed land. His reaction was nothing short of a demand for my immediate departure. However, Val, being the persuasive individual that he is, managed to assuage Mr. Willowdale's concerns by emphasizing that I posed no threat whatsoever and was simply in search of some much-needed answers. This unexpected turn of events led Lenora, who was keen on diffusing the mounting tension, to propose the idea of having a conversation over a pleasant dinner. On the surface, it seemed like a plausible solution to alleviate the strained atmosphere that hung in the air, but as events unfolded, it became apparent that there was more to the situation than met the eye

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