Chapter 45: Wood Elf Farewells
*A/N: The wood elf blessing is inspired by “Fall, Leaves, Fall” by Emily Bronte.*
Kyon POV
It was childish to yawn very loudly near Marcus Mond, who just ignored him. He suspected even Lilia and Dane would find his behavior amusing.
Azandra stood perfectly straight-faced and serene, probably because their royal wood elf hosts were approaching the long table that had been set in the middle of Brighmere’s Heart. Azandra, Kyon, and Marcus all stood behind their chairs, as did several elves, including Minister Saida and Healer Alwin, waiting for their hosts to join them.
Prince Narbeth and Princess Thessalia bowed as they reached the head of the table. “Before breakfast is served, we have a present for you,” Princess Thessalia said.
Azandra sent her overwhelming curiosity Kyon’s way.
Kyon raised his hand. “If you’ll look at your places at the table, we have presents for you too.”