Carrie made her to Mystic’s cabin. She walked through the trees wishing she could go to a place far away. Running away felt like the best option right then. She slowed down as she reached the cabin as she found Mystic standing outside with a man dressed in all black with long hair tied in a ponytail. Carrie stared at him noting the pointed ears. He was Fae. The man turned to look at her. He bowed and then walked away.
“Who was that?” Carrie asked turning to Mystic. Mystic lifted her head from reading the paper she had in her hand. Carrie stared at it. It looked expensive. She read the few words written in embossed gold letters.
It was an official invitation to some festival. It looked interesting.
“Uhhh… he’s a messenger to a Fairy King I used to know,” Mystic said sounding a little
