Pixie Kissed

Chapter Three

The night sky was dark and stars twinkled brightly.

While the humans slept, the pixies were wide awake. The hidden castle that lay deep within the forest twinkled with the light and life of pixies.

Balls were thrown every night and, with daylight hours away, another one was in preparations.

Prince Adair strode into the royal ballroom, his long silver cloak billowing about his shoulders and his soft black boots clicking against the wooden floors.

He wore pants made of delicate oak silk and a white shirt with loose sleeves. His thick brown curls were wild about his pale face and pointed ears peaked out from between the locks.

Silver earrings dangled from each point and rings decorated with stars, moons, and gems sat delicately on his long fingers.

He stopped in front of his father’s large bejeweled throne and bowed. As he rose, his own silver eyes locking with his father’s golden ones.

“My king.”

King Clay smiled at his youngest son and spoke, his deep voice rumbling through the room.

“You seem bright tonight, my son.”

“And I have good reason to feel so brightly. My other half, Lanore, has returned. She is in the human town. Her presence woke me even in the afternoon sun.”

A few members of the court gasped and whispered to one another. Many had believed that the girl Prince Adair had blessed with his golden lips had fled for good, fearful of the pixies will.

The king sat up and spoke.

“The bond is a strong one then. Tell me; what is your plan, my son?”

Adair cleared his throat and said

“I plan to bring her to the castle. She cannot resist the trees forever and she is already starting to change. I can feel it.”

“And as for your brother’s little others?”

Adair thought for a moment. The girls all lived in the same town and perhaps they even knew each other. While he was not particularly close with his older brothers, he had no quarrel with them either. What could be the harm with killing three birds with a single stone?

“What’s the problem with getting all three? I mean, it will  save us all time doesn’t it?”

King Clay nodded.

“Indeed it does, Prince Adair. I believe a celebration is in order. Send the servants to fetch your older brothers. We are to celebrate your engagements.”