Deep within the confines of a tree trunk, the Pixie Hollow medical ward was mostly quiet, save for the rustling of paperwork among the many leafs and the flapping of wings and clapping of shoes on the floor as the healing fairies went about their duties. Some were attending to the fairies that were ill or had been injured in any sort of way; others were looking after the hollow's animals or were making sure they had enough medical supplies for the following days. A bright full moon shone in the night sky, surrounded by the thousands upon thousands of stars that made this night absolutely beautiful just as they had been the many nights before and would continue to do for the nights approaching.

In one part of the medical ward, a lone healing fairy fluttered down a corridor carved through the corridor of the medical ward, a small food tray made of bark in her hands and on it were several sunflower seeds that had not been touched by her patient. She had gold eyes; brown hair tied in a ponytail and was wearing a red and gold leaf dress. Her name was Lucy and she had just left a room; the doorway to it being behind her on the wall to her left and a sad expression was glued across her face.

Stopping in the middle of the corridor, she looked over her shoulder into the room at the patient lying in the bed they had in there. Under the sheets that covered up her the bottom of the patient's neck was Queen Clarion, who was sound asleep but her blonde hair had been loosened a little and the crown was on a small bedside cabinet next to her, a single window allowing a small ray of light to illuminate the room. She had been there for the past few days after catching a bad cough and rather than go away it had instead worsened to the point of the queen passing out several times. Until then, everyone had been confident that she would pull through but now…now she looked as if she did not have too long left. In fact, many of the healing fairies were beginning to get worried about that actually happening to her and yes it was a horrible thing to allow entering within their minds but…it was now becoming a possibility more than ever.

"Hey Lucy, are you okay?"

Snapped out her gaze into Queen Clarion's room, she turned her head back to face ahead of her to see another fairy coming towards her. She was slightly taller than Lucy with gold eyes and a small but pointed nose. She was dressed in more of a white/dark grey coloured dress with long white hair cascading down her back, almost reaching her hips where it went into a kind of curl.

"Oh hey, Eve," she replied brightly, but with a kind of sad tone mixed into her voice.

Upon hearing this, Eve instantly knew there was something wrong with Lucy. Then again, she had known for the last few days that she was not as bright and cheerful as she used to be and she knew why; the food tray was enough to tell her.

"She didn't eat anything again, didn't she?" she asked expectantly and Lucy nodded.

"Yeah," she replied sadly, looking back at the room. "I'm getting really worried about her, Eve. This is the second day in a row she hasn't eating. I'm starting to think…" she trailed off and looked down at the floor with sad eyes; her mind once again coming to the worst possible scenario from this illness Clarion had.

Eve stepped forward and rested a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Lucy. Just have faith. After all, the queen'll pull through in the end. She always does,"

Lucy gave a small shrug, but found it hard to contemplate how that could happen. The queen had been getting worse and worse and it was likely that would continue until…well, she preferred not to say.

Eve took the tray from her and gently patted her cheek. "Don't worry, Lucy. Look, go and have a little break, try and cheer yourself up,"

The healing fairy nodded. "Alright,"

Eve went off down the corridor and disappeared into another room. Lucy, however, fluttered back over to the queen's. Eve had said go have a break, but she did not say where to have it. Besides, Lucy just felt comfortable being around the queen and she might need her help in case anything happened. She would look after her.

But just as she reached the room, she stopped dead in the doorway and found herself staring at the back of someone else. It was a sparrowman, which was obvious because of his big shoulders and short brown hair. He had a dark brown leaf jacket over his top and was wearing light brown trousers and shoes. Protruding from his back was a pair of large wings that were patterned like that of a spiral similar to that of the ying and yang symbol. He had his hand on the top of Queen Clarion's hand, which had been pulled up from under the covers of her bed and was resting next to her; gently tapping it as if he was comforting her after she had received some terrible news of sort.

Lucy just stared at this sparrowman with complete confusion in her eyes. Hundreds of questions were running through her mind. Who was he? What was he doing here? How did he know Queen Clarion? And biggest of all: How did he get in there without Eve or her seeing him?

Just then, the sparrowman began to turn his head to look over his shoulder and, like an antelope fleeing from danger on the savannah, she darted away out of the doorway and hid behind the wall, exhaling deeply and silently; waiting to see if he would step out of the room to investigate who had been watching him. One second passed. Two. Three. Surely he would have looked out by now. Maybe she could have another peek and see what he was doing and moved back towards the doorway, holding her breath just in case something happened.

"Oh, Lucy! Lucy!" a voice from behind called.

Startled, she looked behind her and saw another male hearing fairy urging her to him.

"I need your help with one of the Tinkers," he called out to her.

Lucy nodded. "Alright, I'm coming," she replied and flew after him; her mind, however, still set on that strange sparrowman in the queen's room.