"What seems to be the issue?"
Silas arrived in the gardens, only to be greeted by a beet red faced Arabella, an awkward looking Ada and an angry old fairy.
"She was still apologizing for what happened at the beginning of the month so I gave her a piece of my mind," Liriel crossed her arms over her chest, puffing out a loud exhale.
Arabella looked at him with a pleading look, but after a deep inhale, all he said was, "There are things even I can't protect you from," referring to Liriel's wrath.
Their attention fell on Ada next who'd cleared her throat, "Will you be staying until evening? Will the rest of the fairies be joining you here?"
"I am not sure yet," Liriel's displeased demeanor shifted to a more pensive one.
"Oh please, stay!" Arabella almost threw herself forward, "You do not come every day and it's been so long since I've seen you,"
