Chapter 48: Grace

When I think of fae royalty, King Ailduin is exactly what I’d expect. He is tall, at least 7 feet, his hair is white, even lighter than Angel’s, but not gray, just very white. His skin is pale but seems to glow giving him the look of someone in excellent health. And he walks with such elegance it’s almost as if he’s floating.

His son, Aolis, is a smaller version of Ailduin. When I say small, I mean at 10 years old, he’s already over 5 feet tall, much taller than a normal human his age.

Eli and I stand up to greet him. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to bow or curtsy, so I follow the example of the others and just shake his hand.

“Guardian. It is good to meet you. May I have your name?” He says, holding my hand as he speaks to me. His touch has a strange warmth to it. It’s more than body heat, it’s feels more like a relaxing heat. I instantly feel calm.

Maia pushes forward. “King Ailduin. I remember you, although most of my memories are vague. I am Maia and my human is Grace.”

“Maia,