“What you’re wearing is fine,” he said simply. “It’s only fabric.”
He stepped closer and extended his hand toward her.
For a moment Kaelani hesitated–not out of reluctance, but out of the strange flutter building in her chest. Then she slipped off her sandals and placed her hand in his.
His fingers closed warmly around hers.
Together they stepped toward the lagoon.
The water looked impossibly still, its surface reflecting the crystal–lit ceiling above like a flawless mirror of stars. As Draevyn led her forward, Kaelani expected the shock of cold–but the moment her toes touched the water, she paused in surprise.
It was warm.
Not hot–just perfectly warm, like slipping into sunlight that had been softened by night.
She let out a small breath of disbelief as the water rose around her ankles, then her calves. The fabric of her dress darkened and clung gently to her legs, drifting around her like ink in clear glass.
Draevyn didn’t release her hand as he guided her farther in.
The deeper they stepped, the more the lagoon seemed to glow. Light shimmered beneath the surface–tiny specks of silver and indigo drifting lazily through the water like living stardust. When Kaelani moved, they swirled around her legs in slow spirals, reacting to the disturbance.
“What is this?” she murmured, awe threading through her voice.
Draevyn glanced around the cavern, as if seeing it through her eyes for the first time.
“A place the Unseelie rarely show outsiders,” he said quietly. “The water runs from deep beneath the realm… through veins of crystal older than most of our kind.”
Kaelani dipped her fingers beneath the surface. The moment she did, the glowing specks gathered around her skin, clinging to her like tiny constellations before drifting away again.
She turned slowly, taking it all in.
“It’s beautiful,” she breathed.
Draevyn watched her instead of the cavern.
And for once, the ancient lord looked almost… uncertain.
Like he cared very much whether she liked it.
For a while, they simply stood there.
The warm water lapped gently around them, the glowing particles drifting past like slow–moving stars. The cavern ceiling shimmered overhead, mirroring the lagoon so perfectly it felt like they were suspended between two night skies.
Then something flickered near Kaelani’s shoulder.
She stilled.
Another flash of light darted through the air–quick, playful, gone before her eyes could track it,
Then three more appeared.
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Tiny figures.
Kaelani’s eyes widened.
They weren’t sparks.
They were creatures.
Small as her palm, with delicate wings that shimmered like stained glass under moonlight. Their bodies glowed faintly, casting soft halos of color as they flitted through the cavern air.
Fairies.
Dozens of them.
They danced through the cavern in lazy spirals, trailing glittering motes that dissolved into the glowing water below. Some zipped through the air in bursts of speed while others hovered curiously nearby, their wings beating in soft, musical hums.
Kaelani laughed softly in disbelief.
“No way…”
She lifted her hand slowly, afraid the movement might scare them away.
One of the fairies drifted closer.
She was smaller than the others, her wings tinted a pale lavender that shifted to teal as they caught the light. She hovered for a moment, studying Kaelani with bright, intelligent eyes.
Then she settled gently into Kaelani’s open palm.
Kaelani barely breathed.
The tiny creature tilted her head, examining her as if deciding something important. Then she gave a small wave.
Kaelani blinked–and smiled.
“Hello,” she whispered.
The fairy lifted one delicate finger and held it up in a very deliberate wait a moment gesture.
Then she shot off like a spark.
Kaelani laughed quietly. “Did she just-”
A streak of lavender light returned a few seconds later.
The fairy landed again in Kaelani’s palm, this time clutching something nearly as large as she was.
A flower.
Its petals glowed softly in shades of deep violet and silver, each one edged in a faint shimmer as if sprinkled with stardust. The shape was unlike anything Kaelani had ever seen–layered, intricate, impossibly delicate.
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