"Yeah, and what are you going to do about it?" May snapped as she forcefully pulled her arm away from the Elf King.
"Why, I've never-" The Elf King was cut off by the owl.
"Ryvn. Please excuse May. She's a little… politically opinionated." Jareth claimed as he stepped between the two.
"She claims to be something other than Fae. What kind of thing did you bring in?" Ryvn said while pointing to May, who had left the situation to make more small talk with the help.
"I brought the future Queen of the Goblins." I had never heard the owl sound so hostile before. To think someone like him to get so worked up over a small comment made by an oaf. Yes, this woman is going to work perfectly.
"So she's the lucky winner." Lady Serkirk stated. The owl looked almost surprised to learn that she had heard everything. "And to think that I still might have had a chance…."
While Lady Serkirk made pleasantries with Jareth, the Elf King snuck back to where May was.
"So there's only dwarfs here?" May asked the dwarf who was refilling a plater.
"Mostly, aside from Lady Serkirk and the vegetation. It's just dwarfs here." He responded.
"But you still have a class system?" May said disapprovingly.
"Well, yes. If we do anything that displeases the Lady, she'll kill us or send us away to live in the kingdom of goblins." the dwarf said while finishing up.
"Interesting… Thanks for letting me talk." May said while the dwarf disappeared into the crowd.
"What are you?" May turned to see that Ryvn had snuck up on her.
"A woman." May went to turn but Ryvn grabbed her sheep mask. It tore off revealing her face. I had never seen anyone with such hateful eyes.
"You're human…" The Elf King reached his hand out to touch her face, but she swatted him away. "Jareth, I will pay you five hundred elves for this human." It was obvious that the statement offended the human female, as she slapped him across his face. The whole party was now staring May.
"She is not something to be bought and sold." the owl responded.
"Come now Jareth, everyone has a price." Ryvn was determined.
"Do you really want something so aggressive, Ryvn?" Lady Serkirk snickered. A few other Fae in the crowd made similar comments.
"Of course, you know how hard a human is to find? Let alone have one so-"
"Stop talking about me like i'm some sort of show dog!" May screeched. "Jareth, I want to go back to the castle." As she spoke I knew my opportunity was closing quickly.
((SURPRISE! the story isn't dead. well for now anyways))