Cardan had taken many lovers. Both men and women— whether it be a small pixie girl or a green skinned goblin man. Sometimes it would be multiple at once.

Yet, of the many people he had woken up beside, his mouth stained with wine, his makeup smudged. You were the only one he … loved.

Human people would call it weird… taking lovers and being in love with someone simultaneously, but amongst the fae it was common. You too had your own life in that sense.

You were the only person Cardan spent time around if not naked. And today you were upon a ragwort horse, slowly strolling through the land of elfhame.