Book Eight: Chapter 65

The spirit was clearly terrified, but left to fulfill her demands. She waited beneath the stone lion until she heard the tell-tale clatter of metal hitting the ground. After a few repetitions of this noise, she peered around the corner to see that a swarm of air spirits were busy either unhooking the chimes or holding them perfectly still.

Sniffing with disdain, she stepped around the corner and made her way up the long driveway. At the top of the hill, she saw a large gathering of humans as they managed the grounds. Her previous knowledge that these were centaurs coupled with her own fae heritage quickly dispelled the illusion, allowing her to see the grounds and its occupants as they truly existed. The yard became far larger, and the humans were now centaurs busy at work maintaining the grounds.

“Oh!” The princess paused and stared off to the side. Beautiful hedges had been planted along the driveway. Though the leaves had mostly fallen away, she could feel the spirit