Banshee queen

Mira flew over to the wailing territory and perched on a tree branch. She could see banshees and their male fae going in and out for the mansion but there was no sign of Clara anywhere. She couldn't go in for fear of the banshee. They would sing her to death if she dared to step foot in their midst.

Meanwhile, Clara had stepped into the ballroom. The population was far fewer than she expected with seventy percent of women. The men were very few. The women were all very beautiful and their eyes were the most fascinating thing of it all. Clara guessed banshee's not only had uniqueness in their voices but also their eyes.

The ballroom was dimly lit, the walls were painted with beige and gold. a huge chandelier hung down from the white ceiling. The white marble floor sparked as Clara walked on it. looking ahead of her, Clara eye fell a throne made of silver. Beside it was a small stool and on top of it was a silver crown. The throne and the crown looked luminous. Then her eyes fell on th