Envy

"I do not know. It seems there is trouble between the trolls and the elves near Ellavera Pass. He's gone to make peace, return their harmony, rebuild an accord." Her tail swished as she spoke.

The trolls and the elves were always at odds over one petty issue or another. "I appreciate your time." I scanned the gardens. "Have you seen the pixilette I arrived with? Ryden."

She shook her head, making her long, beautiful mane flip back and forth.

"Where is she?" I wondered aloud, crossing my arms as some of my irritation returned.

"I could help you look for her if you like. The pixilette drank a lot of watermelon juice. She's probably sleeping it off, feeling woozy, hungover," Envy said.

"You're undoubtedly right," I said, smiling. Knowing Ryden, she overdid it and was snoring away somewhere in the trees. "Your assistance would be greatly appreciated." We moved toward the table where I'd last seen my friend. As I came closer, a silver decanter appeared along with a goblet.

"You must be thir