Ternview Apartments

It's been almost a month, now.

Maybe Eiriol forgot about her. The faint tug she felt toward the fae at the party hasn't faded, but she hasn't seen any sign of her since then.

So it might be something of a shock to Anulhi when she finds the fae standing in her kitchen, as resplendent as when she first saw her, holding a little painting in her hand.

It's lovely. She says, as soon as Anulhi sees her. Did you paint it? A glass of the same liquid she had drunk so freely of at the ball is sitting on the bench beside the fae.