I woke to the sound of music. It was filled with cheerful harmonies, romantic tones and magical tunes. Definitely something the fey would play.
The only problem was that it was so low, you could barley hear it. Rising out of the white sheets wrapped around my body, I looked around my surroundings. I was in Keenan's room.
Wait, Keenan's room?
That's when I noticed the soft rising and falling of a warm body besides me.
I jumped out of bed and quickly put on my red silk robe.
Shaking Keenan before I rushed to the mirror in the room, I began trying to tame my hair.
"What is it?" Keenan slurred.
"Come on, let's go."
"What happened?" He asked a bit more clearly, sitting up.
I sighed and turned to look at him.
"I honestly have to clue. But we have to find out."
After we were both partially dressed, we left his room in a hurry, searching for the source of the music.
If any one could see us now, they would say we truly looked like Royalty. My thick, long, dark hair flowed behind me, as I walked and Keenan's stance just screamed power and strength.
"It's coming from this way." I said softly, pointing to a deserted hall.
"It is."
We continued of until we reached the door to the Library. That was where we held meetings with Tavish. It was more of an office/ parlor then it was a library.
When we opened the door, we say a few of our subjects standing around. A couple were working while two summer girls sat on the side talking.
Everyone seemed extremely joyful, and happy.
"What's going on?" Keenan asked.
"You court had rejoiced." Tavish explained. "We are now as powerful as ever."
Guiding up to the balcony, Keenan and I watched as the court sang, danced and laughed out side.
We shared a meaning full glance, telling each other we knew what had happened last night and that we were fine with it.
After a few minutes of the usual work, a group of summer girls came through the door. One girl took the lead and spoke.
"Your Highness, you are needed."
I looked to Keenan, incase he needed me.
"Go on, Love. We're fine at the moment."
With that, the summer girls led me out of the room and into my chamber.
They started by gathering most of her things and taking them to the master bedroom or the loft—Keenan's room.
They only left a few of her things in her original chamber, just in case.
The rest of the day went by like that. Keenan had lost any trace of his previous depression and everyone was happy again. The court was complete.
