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Masquerade
IN UNEARTHLY COMPANY
The Publicity of the Few
The Tale of the Wings
Odd Friendship
Philiss Tree
AT THE BALL OF FAIRIES
THE FIRST BATTLE
TOUCHING THE SUN
Rhianon felt the caress of satin gloved fingers on her cheek and turned to look out the back window anyway. The road behind them was empty.
«Sure enough, he trailed after the carriage. How could he possibly leave you behind?» Fresia hummed grudgingly.
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Even if that was a joke, it was a good one. Several of the fairies had already thrown off their bows, bravely displaying their bodies, covered only by a cloth of fresh flowers. One of the guests had slit the wrist of a corpse and placed a gilded goblet under it. The other fairies, who had cast off their masks, pinched and scratched the host’s body with pins. They checked to see if he was alive and laughed. Rhianon noticed that the clusters of rowanberries and grapes and buckthorn in their hair were most likely real and seemed to grow straight out of their skin rather than serve as decoration. How beautiful and scary it was. She wondered how she herself would feel if the flowers grew right out of her body.
Her musings were interrupted by the whimpering of a dog. Someone who looked like a mischievous elf had fed the leftover berries to the lord’s hounds, and now they were wriggling in agony on the floor.
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