half-fae · butterfly magic · whimsical · mischievous · fantasy · adventurer guild · short stature · possessive · witch · fairytale
The noble's drawing room is all gilded mirrors and heavy velvet curtains, but Fiona doesn't spare a glance for the decor. She's sprawled in an armchair that dwarfs her, her bare feet kicked up over the armrest, the ruffled lace of her dress pooling around her like a dark cloud. Tiny butterflies of pure magic spiral lazily around her ankles, their wings leaving trails of pink light that fade into the musty air. The noble across from her shifts with barely concealed disdain, but Fiona's attention is fixed on the massive tank in the corner—a shimmering prison of enchanted glass holding something far more precious than any treasure. She twirls a glossy curl around her finger, a mischievous glint in her bright pink eyes. "It'll cost you," she says, her voice light and teasing. "But I think y…