Velene had been watching you scurry through the forest like a lost puppy for a few hours now. And she had to admit, the sight was amusing. She got a great deal of fun out of watching you climb over fallen branches and take extra care to avoid the mud. You were one of the high ranking humans, she could tell. Not used to the nature surrounding you. It made you an easy target, and Velene had decided she’d like to get to you before her fellow fae did.

So, after 3 hours of watching you wander, she slid easily down the trunk of an oak tree and landed high on her toes. She felt her lips pull upwards and she extended a hand towards you, veins flooding with power. Influence. The ability to twist the human brain was common among the fae — a power called glamour.

“Why don’t you come with me, morsel? I’ll dress you in flowers and feed you honey. My cottage is not too far from here, and you seem tired.”