So... uh... turns out I was raised by faeries before I was adopted.
You are all taking this surprisingly well.
[Fleur leaned back into the armchair, Fount and White Lily on their lap. Across them, Apple Faerie and Black Sapphire was sat on the table, while the Vanillings — as well as Salt of Solidarity.]
Well... is it bad that it kind of explains things about you?
No, no, he is right. You are kinda... feral.
[Fleur tapped Fount on the head, raising an eyebrow at him.]
It's only now that you have energy to actually react to things... you were a bit... animalistic as a child. And even as you aged it... ah, stayed? It's the eyes, really. Well, not now.
... wow. Okay, I see how it is then.
I thought it was a you thing!
I am surprised that none of you had noticed. Was this a secret?
Huh? Wait, you knew Salt of Solidarity? But, we just learned of this—
Elder Faerie spoke a lot about you. Though, he had told me to never mention it unless you found out.
[Fount stared at Salt of Solidarity.]
I'm going to kill him. I'm going to do it.
Maybe we could just... meet his faeries and talk to him? He could probably explain this.
Good idea. But you know a better one? Murder.
I'm just saying, for basically being our third, he should have at least told us!
Oh lord, you're exes. That... explains a lot, actually.
They did have some... insane ex energy when talking about Elder Faerie...
Really? Tell me more, Healer!
No, please don't. That's very much behind us.
Ah... Elder Faerie did use to always sigh wistfully and when asked would, uhm, say he missed his wives?
Wi— Wives?? Do I look like a wife to you!?
Well, aren't you married? Well, divorced, actually.
[Everyone went quiet, and all eyes turned to a very confused Frost.]
While I did not stay around long, I did notice how Faeries courted, and, ah, you both have markings on the back of your hands? It's faint now, but I can't still see it. If it's shining, you are still married, and faded means divorced or widowed.
Isn't that basically wedding rings in Faerie culture?
[As Apple Faerie was the only actual Faerie here, they all turned to her for answers. She looked away nervously, then back, then coughed.]
I just thought Fount and Miss Lily was mourning a dead Faerie spouse... so... I didn't say anything?
This is great. Oh, Master Fount, how did you not notice!?
Oh, that mother fu— I'm gonna kill him, I want a divorce!
