Chapter 102

In another fifteen minutes we are before a massive tree, a home contacted to it, a dome like all the rest. The tree by it is the only one around, the ceiling completely made of glass as candles light the building. As the elf knocks upon the door, I sit in the silence. Lavender eyes. "Lyra." I enter the building, the scents of hundreds of herbs overwhelming my nostrils as they hang from the ceiling, roses with them to help mask the scent. A simple queen bed lays on one side of the house, the bed on the floor, a beautiful white fur blanket covering the bed, a candle next to it. Looking up, I'm amazed to see the sky, the moon faint as the clouds are still. "Congratulations." "Thank you," I speak, watching as Keva heads over to the fireplace of her home, a teapot just over the small flames as she watches me. "You ended up marrying him after all- "I need your help."