The crowd had gathered in a large blazing fire which almost reached the heavens, and the three pairs walked slowly, helplessly drawn towards the faerie ring.
The other faeries left their food and wine goblets covering the table as if a collective spell had passed over them.
Luna caught Lady Clarence stealing glances at her.
Still, she couldn't approach her future friend to explain about the skirts she borrowed because Apollyon was adamant not to let her go and talk to anyone now that the faerie dance will begin.
Prince Aspen held Lady Clarence's hand and tugged her to their respective positions in the faerie circle.
Apollyon was also keeping an eye on Princess Alisabethe and Prince Aelfric across them.
He must have thought she would go straight into Prince Aelfric's arms and elope with the faerie prince as his lover when she didn't know why it came to that point.