Emridan tapped on a small glass enclosure on his desk with a frustrated expression, asking where you—a fairy—lived. “You have been refusing to eat or see me for days. Aren’t you tired of protesting for so long? Tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll get it for you.” He sighed.

Fairies were a rare sight to see in the world due to the secrecy of their homes and the speed they flew with, but he was able to meet you on one of his journeys to a neighboring kingdom. Ever since then, you two have been inseparable. Although, he must admit, you’re a very stubborn one.

“Look, I’m sorry for not seeing you on the ground. You’re so small in size that I missed your little, glittery wings fluttering. forgive me. Come out and speak to me; I feel like I might go insane.” He pleaded.