His Mate Her Savior
Lavender gets one and brings it to me.
“Lady Madelyn, you don’t have one.”
“Oh, you probably want a red one.”
“Or what about this yellow one.”
“Or this green one,” the sprites say, all coming up to try and give me their lights.
“Oh, no, it’s okay…” I begin.
“Don’t worry, this is for her,” Meadow says, walking up with the ring of blue lights.
“For me?” I ask.
“Yep,” she says and puts it over my head. It lays against my neck like a necklace. It’s all different shades of blue, going from lighter to darker and back again as it goes around my neck.
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