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As she said that, the air around us seemed to shift. I looked over my shoulder, watching the guests who walked with their heads held high and their smiles dazzling beyond belief. More plant children than I’d ever seen approached, their presence so great that I found myself transfixed.
Plant children were rare,extremelyrare as the combination was difficult and not always guaranteed. Plant children were the only people who could be born with different coloured hair and eyes yet still possess a gift, a gift so powerful and unique it was considered divine.
Warm, dark brown hair and forest green eyes that glowed.
“I honestly thought Ayen was the only one,” Elanil said softly, her voice thick with awe.
“They’re not called the village of High Elves for no reason,” Ayen said.
“They’re so… pretty,” I whispered, marvelling at their beauty and elegance.
I wasn’t the only one struck speechless. Everyone had stopped, and it was now a moment of total silence as Elves bowed to each other in greeting and respect.
“Time for me to go,” Ayen murmured with a sigh as he stood straighter.
The visiting Elves had joined in various discussions and introductions, some lingering near certain individuals while others moved around to familiarise themselves with us. Ayen, Faelyn, and a few other Elders welcomed the Elders of the visiting tribe. It was the first time I watched my brother and Ayen acting as our Elders, and it was… not a comfortable feeling.
“High roles come with high responsibilities,” Elanil said beside me. “That’s what Faelyn told me.”
“They just seem so… out of reach.” Far from me, like I was no longer a part of their circle.
She said nothing as we watched the many interactions and new friendships forming.
With our guests now present, the celebration of the Blue Moon that had finally reached its peak began with a pattern of whistles. Various instruments were suddenly being strummed, and people took partners and friends and danced under the Blue Moon to the harmonious melody. Giggles and shouts of glee coloured the night air.
Hands dragged my palms and held them tight, then I was spun and pulled close to a warm body from behind. I bit my cheeks to hold in my laughter but failed when I was twirled again, this time facing my grinning partner.
We bowed before we stepped close again, our left hands placed behind our backs while our right arms snaked around our waists, our eyes on each other as we walked in a circle. Our feet moved slowly and with precision; right foot first, left foot second. We both spun around slowly when we completed a full circle before taking a step forward, our hands laced together as we moved back and forth in circles before separating and twirling after every sixth forward step.
“Enjoying the night?” he asked with a smile before we separated for another spin.
I tilted my head, smiling back. “Maybe.”
“Faelyn’s happy,” he whispered, his eyes closing as though in bliss as we continued moving. Colour and beauty swirled around me as many Elves joined in the dance of the Blue Moon.
“Why?”
“Because you’re smiling again.”
I breathed in deeply and looked away, seeking no one in particular, only for my eyes to land on an approaching Elf. My feet stopped mid-dance when I met his gaze, a plant child who’d arrived with the High Elves.
The tips of my pointy ears curled under my hair, and when he blessed me with a stunning smile, heat rushed up my face.
I hurriedly looked away, mortification scorching me at being caught staring. Why did my ears curl?!
“May I have this dance, lady Elf?” A smooth, masculine voice entered my ears.
I gripped Ayen’s hands tighter, a shiver tumbling down my spine at how pleasant he sounded. Amazing. I could’ve listened to him speak nonsense all day—
“He’s talking to you,” Ayen muttered with a sigh.
I gasped and gawked at the Elf with eyes so wide I suddenly had a headache, but I nodded nonetheless. The smile he gave me had me melting—my grip on Ayen began to slip, and I would have collapsed if the Elf hadn’t quickly pulled me towards him.
Eek! Close, close, close, close, cl—
“Behave,” Ayen whispered in my ear before he left, a smirk on his face when Isquealed.
I squealed out loud, in front of the Elf! And he was holding me close!
