"Hello. I'm Aurora." A small pale girl greeted him with fiery red hair, a golden crown perched atop her head, and dragonfly wings jutting from her back so that she floated at face level. "Who are you?"
Looking up from the flowers he’d been planting, Oberon offered the small girl a friendly grin. ”So - decided to show yourself, hmm?” he asked with a chuckle. The king had sensed her magic flitting around the area, but not feeling threatened, he’d decided to wait and see what happened rather than go in search of its source. ”It is a pleasure to meet you, my lady.” Which was true enough - the Fae hadn’t realized such creatures still existed anywhere except within Hollow Earth. It was a delight to see someone so akin to himself after so long. Still kneeling, the king straightened himself up and gave her a small bow. ”I am called Oberon, and you are welcome here in my garden and my home.”