32 Chapter 32: Inner Reflection

"I am always alone, the King of the Whispering Woods. Well, at least this part." It threw its hands on its hips, taking a heroic pose meant to look tyrannical.

"I didn't mean any offense to you, King of the Fae," Elara began, "I would like to know if you have heard of the Heart of the Moon." She asked in a quiet tone.

Elara looked towards the child and had a sudden thought.

Elara entered her satchel and brought out a pouch as the chirping crickets played in the background and the fireflies danced through the grove into a dance of lights and shadows.

Placing it gingerly on the ground, she took a couple of steps back from it and looked toward the King of the Fae.

"I bring this present for you; I hope that you can give us passage through your lands, King of the Fae."