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for her frame of mind.
    Sophie’s first trip the bayou fae hollow had
been with the bleak knowledge that they had to rescue a group of
captured witches and without an inkling of what to expect. Their
destination was one of the many hollows Sylvain’s subjects lived in
across the human and supernatural worlds. Being fae, he was
naturally secretive about describing them or even their locations.
All they knew was that he had chosen this hollow as his primary
residence going forward until they had completed the Goddess’s
mission.
    Being wary themselves as both vampires and
witches, the Coffin Girls would have questioned his reticence, but
he had proven himself trustworthy by hosting them and being willing
to sacrifice his own life and that of his warriors in their
previous quests. The Coffin Girls and their allies had an open
invitation to visit the hollow and didn’t usually need the escort
of Sylvain or one of the fae. However, their magick was powerful
and the portal would detect Sophie’s intention to stay there as
opposed to just stopping by and would have declined her entry or
not shown itself at all. This is why she was accompanied by the
Prince himself. Of course, Sylvain could have sent one of his
subjects, but he was nothing if not gallant, and with being a close
friend of theirs, he gracefully accompanied her. This contradiction
of honor and grace-meets-mischievous-sex-god was what put Sophie on
edge around him. She barely knew what to make of him. Usually, she
could read people’s emotions and thoughts, but Sylvain always
shielded his feelings from her, leaving her feeling perplexed and
frustrated. Sophie had no cooking clue how she was going to survive
the coming weeks, with the epitome of temptation she called
‘friend’ always around.
    “We’re here,” Sylvain gently interrupted her
thoughts. He turned towards the black space of the bayou, his lips
moved quickly, silently as he uttered ancient words of fae magick.
The portal appeared, a round, glistening apparition that served as
entry into the hollow. Holding out his hand to her, he gently
pulled them through it. Contrary to what sci-fi movies depicted,
there were no whirlwind drops, no zooming lifts, no clinging goo,
and no sounds as they stepped through it. And as easy as that,
Sophie once again beheld a place of fantasy, of childhood dreams,
that served as an abode for the immortal fae.
    Rainbow flowers as bright as the desert sun
winked at her from gardens that varied from sculptured to
fancifully free. The fae homes were as vast as the colors that
adorned them, a veritable cornucopia of residential architecture.
Strangely enough, though you could find nearly any type of house in
the hollow, from modern to medieval, you didn’t find sky-scrapers.
As a red dragon, or more correctly, a Draig Goch, frolicked with a
swarm of colorful butterflies and a golden goose in the expansive
blue above. She wondered what sorts of creatures humans had chased
away when they’d embarked on the creation of those concrete giants.
Or rather, what modern technology and science had dispelled as
myths - not just through research, but inadvertently through their
actions, too.
    Now, more familiar with the hollow than her
first visit, she waved back to its welcoming inhabitants as they
called out to her from balconies and gardens or just hollered a
greeting. She followed Sylvain up the main street towards his home.
Sophie was awestruck at the changes Sylvain had made to the castle.
Before it had been impressive, but now, it was breathtaking. Gone
was the austere residence befitting an aristocrat and in its place
was a true faery castle in sparkling hues of blue, teal, and
mother-of-pearl with hints of gold and silver-grey.
    Mistaking her silence for fatigue, Sylvain
again interrupted her thoughts, “I think you’ve been through a lot
tonight.” Sylvain lifted his hand, and on cue, Ailfried, Sylvain’s
head butler came scurrying towards them. “I’ll let Ailfried