Jacinth was one of the top results on my festive oc poll, so here's a holiday story about him and Y/N!
Note- Y/N is from the real, modern-day world. There's a line in here that may cause confusion, but I promise it'll make sense later on in Frederick and the Fae Promise.
Y/N stared pensively out of her bedroom window while the snowflakes swirled and fluttered along the crisp chill of wind. The winter solstice festival had come and gone, and by the sound of things, it was already December in the human world.
Seasons came and went like passing clouds in the fae realm, so there was no cause for alarm when Y/N had already spent two winters here. However, in the human world, it had been mid-autumn when she was taken. If her calculations were correct, she had been trapped here for a few months now.
Months. A lot could happen in a few months. Her apartment could have been repossessed for one thing. Her family might have begun speculating the worst for another. Had they already had a funeral, or were they looking for her at this very moment? Even if they were searching, how could they possibly hope to find her when Y/N was on another plane entirely?
December… it would be about time for the holidays then. Tears brimmed in her eyes at the thought of Christmas trees, of twinkling lights, of cookie baking, of presents and stockings, of grand meals, and spending all of that time with the people she loved… and how she wouldn’t get to partake in any of it.
Jacinth came fluttering in. He gasped at the sight of her watery eyes.
“Oh, Y/N, don’t cry!” he said, rushing over.
Immediately her tears dried and the lump in her throat subsided. Jacinth seemed to realize his mistake.
“Oh, I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to command you to- you of course can cry if you need to, Y/N.”
The lump bobbed right back up and a few choked sobs escaped her lips. Jacinth shushed her, careful not to use her name, and held her close.
“What’s the matter?” he asked softly.
“I miss home,” she sobbed, “Jacinth, I wanna go home!”
Jacinth seemed puzzled, but not any less concerned.
“But you are home, my starlight,” he said.
“The human realm!” Y/N wailed, “I want my family! I want to spend Christmas with them! I don’t want to be trapped here forever!”
Jacinth gazed at her with a pitying expression.
“My dear human,” he said, tilting her chin up to meet his eyes, “I would love to let you visit your fellow humans, but… it just isn’t possible.”
“Why not!?” Y/N blubbered.
Jacinth hugged her, shushing her some more.
“The human realm is always shifting, always changing. A portal in the fae realm will always remain the same, but the portals in the human realm can move within as little as three moon rises. If I took you to your home, it would take time to find a way back. And it’s dangerous for fae to be around flocks of humans. You’re all very cute on your own, but when you’re in a group, you tend to get… well…”
He let some star magic from his palm materialize into a glittering shape of a pitchfork, which he grabbed and shook in a rather violent manner.
“Please?” Y/N asked, “just one day?”
“If you saw your humans again, it would be all the more painful when it came time to bring you back home,” Jacinth said, “I don’t want to do that to you.”
“But-”
“That’s all we’re going to say about it,” Jacinth said, “your life here will be long and happy, I will make sure of it. No more arguing, Y/N.”
Y/N’s mouth clamped shut. Every point she was about to bring up faded from her mind like mist, instead replaced with a sickeningly-agreeable fog.
“Okay,” she said quietly.
…
After spending some time with his human, Jacinth left the house with the beginnings of an idea sparkling in his eyes. After going a small distance, he flitted over to Sapphire, a rain fae. She was kneeling by a stream, making bubbles swirl around her and crafting music out of the stream’s babbling.
“Sapphire,” Jacinth greeted, “you have been to the human realm many times at many parts of the human year.”
“Yes, indeed I have,” Sapphire smiled, “I have chosen a human to take back with me, actually. But the years pass so slowly there, it will be ages before he’s big enough to bring home.”
Jacinth nodded politely.
“Could you tell me everything you know about… human Christmas?”
Sapphire looked up, the bubbles around her dropping back into the water with a splash. She grinned from ear to pointy ear.
Y/N was settling into her new life in the fae realm. She wasn’t completely sold on being a fae pet, but Jacinth was always kind to her and provided for all her needs and wants. All the fae seemed to like her very much, which is why what happened that night was all the more shocking.
Jacinth had gone out to collect moon water (whatever that was) and had left Y/N in the house. A shadow moved out of the corner of her eye, and she whipped around to look, but saw nothing.
“Jacinth?” She called uncertainly, “are you back?”
Two balls of unnatural light glinted back at her. Y/N froze on the bed.
“Who’s there?”
A dark figure who seemed to be made of shadows slipped out of the darkness. Coming up to the window, their body started to materialize. Grey skin, with glowing white eyes and hair. Their wings were black with a sickly green undertone, and their smile was unnaturally wide. When they spoke, they seemed to have three voices speaking in unison.
“Hello,” they greeted, “all alone, are we?”
“Um, no,” Y/N lied, “there’s people in the other room.”
“I saw no one,” the creature grinned wider, “other than you, of course. Won’t you come to the window, so I may look at you better?”
Y/N felt a shudder ripple through her.
“I was told to stay on the bed,” she said.
“Were you? I heard no name binding you to that command.”
“I… I like it here… on the bed.”
“Then I will come to you.”
The creature forced their way through the window, their body contorting with sickening cracks and pops. Once inside, they approached Y/N.
“Are you afraid, Human?”
Y/N stared at them, wide-eyed. She wished the fae realm had phones, or at least panic buttons.
“I’m fine,” Y/N stated.
The creature cackled, a blood-curdling, bone-chilling sound that seemed to block the moonlight from reaching the room.
“I forgot. Humans can lie, unlike fae. But you’re not very good at it, are you, Human?”
“I think I hear Jacinth calling me,” Y/N said, getting up at once.
“Then we’d best hurry this along~”
Before she could move, Y/N’s entire body became swathed in shadow. Bony, grey, clawed fingers curled around her shoulder. She was hoisted up into the creature’s arms, and she couldn’t move any of her limbs out of the shadows that enveloped them.
The creature climbed back out of the window, cackling again. They sped off, but before they could reach the nearest patch of darkness, a moon beam destroyed it.
The creature turned, scowling deeply.
“Midnight fae,” it sneered.
“Unseelie,” Jacinth countered, holding moonlight in his hand, “release my human. Now.”
Y/N never thought she’d be so relieved to see Jacinth. She winced as the unseelie’s grip tightened around her, drawing a bit of blood in the process.
“Finders keepers, fae,” the unseelie growled, “it was you who left it unattended. My court will feast well tonight.”
“You will not have her,” Jacinth said, his blue eyes becoming black as night, “release her, or I will send you to the Otherworld where you belong.”
The unseelie paused.
“You have not the power,” they said.
“Witness it, then.”
All of a sudden, the stars above them went out. The moon turned black and its light diminished. They were shrouded in darkness, but not the kind that the unseelie had been relying on. This darkness felt familiar and warm; safe even, unlike the cold, unyielding shadows that bound Y/N. A shrill scream pierced the starless night. Y/N dropped to the forest floor, but before she could make impact, a blanket of starlight caught her and banished the shadows that clung to her.
Jacinth summoned all the light of the moon, shooting it as a beam at the unseelie’s chest.
“May you never walk on this plane again!”
Another horrible, three-voiced scream, and the wretched dark fairy was gone. Jacinth dropped to one knee, his eyes returning to their deep blue color, and the starlight went back to the heavens. The moon became silver once more, and bathed Y/N and Jacinth in its soft light.
Y/N sat on the ground where the starlight had gently set her down. She was termbling a little, and her breaths came in short gasps. For some time, nobody moved or spoke. Y/N finally came back to the present moment, scrambling over to Jacinth’s side.
“Jacinth? Jacinth!”
Jacinth looked up at her, panting and shaking. He cupped the side of her face with his hand.
“Are you hurt?” he asked.
Y/N shook her head.
“Thank the stars,” he said.
His eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he tumbled forward. Y/N barely caught him in time.
“Jacinth!?”
Y/N looked around. The forest was deserted, and she had no idea where she was in relation to the house.
“Help!” she cried, “please! Help!”
Y/N looked around the ring of trees. There was a rustle in the underbrush. A pink-tinged fae with purple eyes came fluttering up to her. She seemed poccupied in her own little world, chattering away and barely taking note of who she was talking to.
“I sensed strong affection and I just had to come over! It isn’t quite spring yet, but it’s never a bad time for romance. Though maybe I’m biased, being a love fae and all… oh! Jacinth’s human! How are you? Wha- oh no! Jacinth! What happened!?”
Y/N sniffled, then started to cry. She wasn’t really sure where the tears were coming from.
“Oh, oh my! Please don’t cry, Jacinth’s human! There, there, we’ll fix him right up. Come with me and tell me everything.”
…
Y/N was there as the love fae- Tourmaline, she was called- helped tuck Jacinth into bed. Y/N was there while he slept, and she would be there until he woke up.
Y/N was sipping on flower tea when Jacinth’s eyes started to flutter open. He turned his head slowly, and a smile crept across his features when he saw his human staring back at him.
“Hello, Y/N,” he said weakly.
“H-hi, Jacinth,” Y/N replied.
“You’re all right?”
“Yes… are you?”
“I will be, thank you.”
Magical exhaustion, the others had said. He must have used all of his power to protect her. It would take time for him to recover. There were frightened whispers as news traveled about what had transpired last night. An unseelie in their realm? Would there be more? Was Jacinth’s human going to be all right? Poor thing, she must be so shaken up. She’s so lucky to belong to Jacinth.
The moon had begun to appear in the sky when Jacinth returned to Y/N. She had curled in on herself in the bed, her tears long since dried. She stared at nothing in particular, not moving when Jacinth entered her room.
“Y/N~!” he sang, “I have something to show you. Won’t you come see?”
“I don’t want to,” Y/N muttered.
He circled the bed until he was facing her. There was a gleam in his eye and a smile on his face.
“Please?” he asked, “I think it will lift your spirits!”
Knowing he would likely just use her name if she didn’t comply, Y/N rose from the bed, taking Jacinth’s offered hand. He beamed, leading her out of the front door and into one of the courtyards.
A giant fir tree towered over them, adorned with everything from acorns to bubbles, snowflakes and icicles, even different winter flowers and small birds. Starlight illuminated the tree in a manner similar to strings of twinkling lights. On top of the tree, a starflower bloomed.
Y/N gaped at the sight. At the base of the tree were several bundles of leaves held closed by slim vines. Some of the leaves had blooms such as hellebores and snowdrops on top, almost like little bows or ribbons.
Jacinth watched Y/N’s reaction with uncontained glee.
“Ahem, Merry Christmas, Y/N!” he said, taking her by both hands and leading her to the tree.
Y/N let herself be led over in shock.
“What is all this?” she asked.
“It’s Christmas!” Jacinth said, “…this…this is what it looks like, right?”
Y/N nodded, cracking a small smile for the first time all day.
“It’s beautiful,” she said, “thank you.”
In the corner of the courtyard, a hearth had been created by stone fae, in which the fire fae had set old, pruned branches ablaze. On top of it, they had hung long socks and filled them with little trinkets and whatnot.
“Peridot likes to collect things from the human realm,” Jacinth explained, “she had a lot of stockings to spare.”
Jacinth brought Y/N over to the hearth. He presented her with a stocking in her favorite color.
“This one is yours!” he said proudly.
Y/N looked inside. Various fae sweets filled the sock to the brim. Berries, nuts, honeycomb, raw sugar, sweet mushrooms, and edible flowers.
“We washed the stocking beforehand!” Sapphire assured her.
Y/N giggled a little, the first laugh she had made in weeks. Jacinth beamed with satisfaction.
He brought her to the base of the tree. He picked up one of the parcels of leaves. A very large leaf had bite marks in the shape of her initials across it.
“We had to ask the caterpillars to help,” Jacinth admitted, “they’re good workers but they’re not the best calligraphers. That and I don’t think they were very happy that we woke them up from their winter’s sleep…”
“Are… are they okay?” Y/N asked.
“Tsavorite got them safely to bed,” Jacinth nodded to another green fae, “he says they went right back to sleep after their big snack.”
Y/N wasn’t sure why she felt a sudden wave of relief for a few bugs, but now that her worry had subsided, she unfolded the leaves to reveal the gift inside.
A silver necklace with a star pendant lay nestled inside, sparkling with night magic. It was as though the stars themselves had been woven into the chain. Y/N stared at the gentle lights, unable to tear her eyes away.
“Is the gift all right?” Jacinth asked.
“It’s beautiful,” Y/N said, “I…I love it.”
“That one is from me,” Jacinth said, “let me help you put it on.”
He took the glittering pendant and unhooked the clasp. He draped it around Y/N’s neck and secured it in place. Y/N felt a calm warmth wash over her; it felt just like when her parents would tuck her into bed as a child. She held the star pendant in her hand, turning it this way and that to watch it glimmer.
“Thank you, Jacinth,” she said.
“You are most welcome, my starlight,” he replied.
…
The other faefolk began exchanging gifts. Laughter and music filled the courtyard, and a gentle snow started to fall, no doubt orchestrated by Crystal, one of the winter fae.
Tourmaline rode in on a great, white deer, its antlers having been decorated with holly and little ice crystals.
“Are you ready for your sleigh ride, Jacinth’s human?” she asked cheerily.
“Sleigh ride?” Y/N asked, turning to Jacinth.
“Your Christmas songs mention a sleigh ride,” Jacinth said, “they also mention flying deer.”
The deer’s head bobbed up and down, as though agreeing with him. Y/N and Jacinth followed Tourmaline into the forest, where the white deer joined two brown ones. A giant acorn, twice the size of Y/N, had been carved into a makeshift sleigh, with solid ice underneath as runners. Tourmaline fitted the deer with reins of winter vines and asked them not to nibble on them. The white deer was the only one who actually listened. The sleigh was ready to go.
Jacinth helped Y/N into it and sat down next to her. The deer took off at a leisurely pace, trekking through the enchanted forest they called home. The snow fell lazily, coating the branches of trees and giving the ground a fresh blanket of powder.
They eventually reached a clearing, where a grand table had been set out with a bountiful winter meal atop it.
Jacinth helped Y/N out of the sleigh and set her in one of two chairs, the other of which he took for himself.
As they dug in to their Christmas dinner, Y/N took in the events of the night. Jacinth, who had likely never celebrated Christmas before, had done all of this for her in the span of a day. In some twisted way, he really did care about her. If only he cared enough to let her go. Jacinth was a fae though, and as Y/N was quickly learning, once a fae claimed something, they never, ever let go of it.
The fae realm was abuzz with chatter as preparations for the winter solstice festival got underway. Y/N watched as fae of all different kinds fluttered to and fro, busying themselves with hanging lanterns or making food for the party. Y/N wasn’t sure how long she had been here, but she knew it couldn’t have been a full year already. Jacinth did say that time passed differently here than in the human world, but it seemed like only a month ago that winter had ended.
Some winter fae had started to create little flurries of snow in different areas of the party grounds. Y/N was suddenly overcome with the urge to catch snowflakes on her tongue. She slowly got up and approached the nearest little cloud.
“Hello, Jacinth’s human!” one of the ice fae greeted, “here to see ice magic up close?”
Y/N nodded.
“Aren’t you precious!” the other fae cooed, “why don’t you take this, hm?”
The second ice fae conjured a beautiful, oversized snowflake out of thin air. She handed it to Y/N.
“Pretty, isn’t it?” the fae asked.
Y/N nodded, staring at it in awe. The first fae looped a strand of frost spider silk through it and draped it around her neck.
“I do wish I had my own human,” he sighed, “Jacinth was so lucky to find one.”
“Y/N!” a familiar voice called.
Y/N turned to see Jacinth fluttering over.
“There you are, you had me worried,” Jacinth said, “…what have you got there?”
Y/N held up her snowflake pendant. The ice fae that conjured it smiled proudly.
“That was thoughtful of you, Crystal,” Jacinth said, “did you thank her, Y/N?”
“Thank you,” Y/N said with a practiced smile.
“You are quite welcome, Jacinth’s human,” Crystal said, “see you at the party!”
…
Y/N was still staring at the snowflake when Jacinth brought her back to his house.
“I’m glad you are settling in well,” Jacinth said, “just a month ago I couldn’t let you out of my sight. Now look at you, happy and obedient, exactly as you should be.”
Happy wasn’t exactly the word for it, but Y/N had given up trying to escape a while ago. All Jacinth had to do was say her name, and she’d come crawling back to him.
“It’s just as well, given the veil between realms will be thin tonight,” Jacinth went on, “…am I really out of lavender soap? This is terrible. I’ll be back, stay put won’t you?”
Jacinth flew out of the domicile, leaving Y/N alone in the fae house. Jacinth had always kept her in his line of sight until now. He hadn’t used her name to make her stay inside, either. Was this her chance? A glimmer of hope flickered in her chest. The snow outside started falling, if she played her cards right, she could be back in the human world before Jacinth ever realized she was gone.
…
“Looks like a storm is coming tonight,” Crystal said, “the courtyard is protected by magic, but the rest of the realm…”
“It shouldn’t be a problem,” another fae said, “the party will last well into the next dawn.”
…
Y/N must have been walking through the snow for hours. Her feet were like ice blocks, and her teeth were chattering so loudly she was sure someone would hear her. The wind whipped up, freezing her already chilled bones. Snow pelted her in the face, but she had to keep going. Surely the portal to the human realm would be around her somewhere. She wasn’t sure what one looked like, but hopefully she’d know it when she saw it.
After what felt like another month in the fae realm, her shivering finally died down and she started to warm up.
At last, Y/N thought.
Whether it was the sudden warmth making it so or the fact that she had been walking so long, Y/N felt utterly exhausted. She took one step, then another, and promptly collapsed into a snow bank. She would close her eyes for a minute, just a minute, and then she’d start walking again.
…
“Y/N!?” Jacinth called.
“Jacinth’s human?” another fae called.
“Little human!”
“Human?”
The night had fallen, and there was no sign of Y/N. The blizzard kicked up harder, and though the fire fae held flames alight, it was difficult to see much of anything.
“There!” Crystal shouted.
A lump of snow with a tuft of hair peeking out. Jacinth rushed over. He brushed the snow from Y/N’s face. Her lips had turned blue and her cheeks were ice-cold to the touch.
“She’s here!” he shouted.
…
Jacinth paced back and forth outside the medicine tree. Y/N had been cocooned inside a few hours ago, and the great plant still hadn’t released her.
“Old friend,” Jacinth said, putting his hand on the bark, “will she be alright?”
As though comforting him, a low-hanging branch brushed across his shoulder.
“This is all my fault, I should have told her to stay put; I have her name, why didn’t I use it?”
“Jacinth,” a green fae came up, “it’s nearly dawn. Don’t you want to rest?”
“I am stronger from the night,” Jacinth said, “and my human needs me.”
The fae opened his mouth to speak, then closed it. He nodded, leaving Jacinth alone with the medicine tree.
…
Jacinth was just nodding off when the bark of the tree parted. He jolted awake to see Y/N tumble out, covered in healing sap. He caught her in his arms and held her close. She was much warmer now, and her breathing was deep and even.
“Thank you!” Jacinth said, “thank you!”
…
Y/N stirred, wrapped in something warm and soft. Her eyes slowly fluttered open to see Jacinth staring down at her.
“Oh…” Y/N blurted quietly.
“What were you thinking? Going out in a snowstorm? I have been worried sick- sick I tell you!”
Jacinth continued to scold her, but Y/N was barely listening. Her mind was reeling- her escape attempt failed. She was right back where she started. It would take ages for Jacinth to leave her alone again now. Before she could stop them, tears sprung into her eyes.
Jacinth wiped away her tears, shushing her quietly.
“There there,” he went on, “you mustn’t cry, not when I have something to show you. Come.”
Jacinth helped Y/N out of bed and brought her to the fae courtyard. All the realm was there, and they clapped and cheered when they saw her.
“Jacinth’s human! You live!”
“Thank the stars!”
“And the medicine tree!”
Jacinth smiled.
“You missed the solstice party, so we’ve thrown you another one.”
Giant snowflakes hung between the lanterns, and a thin layer of ice covered part of the courtyard.
Y/N stared in a mix of shock and wonder. She didn’t know what it was about these fae, but they seemed really, really like her. She supposed escaping could wait for one night, especially since Jacinth wasn’t letting her go an arms-length away from him. Some fae invited her to join them on the ice, and she spent the rest of the night learning to skate with Jacinth.
Remember this post? Welp, I wrote it! At first I was going to use generic characters, but then I realized how well this scenario fits for Jacinth, so I quickly made the change!
Also, thank you to @lilywolfgray for helping me figure out the simile that pops up!
this one is a bit long, so I've put it under the cut!
The sound of Jacinth’s footsteps made Y/N stiffen in bed nervously.
“Wake up my little human,” Jacinth’s silvery voice cooed, “you’ve been napping long enough.”
Jacinth pulled the curtain of his and Y/N’s shared room aside, practically floating over to her. Y/N slowly sat up, her hands twisting the comforter draped over her.
“Have I told you what today is, hm?”
Y/N shook her head.
“It’s the Festival of Winter’s End,” Jacinth said with a gleaming smile, “and I’d like to bring you to the celebration. But first, I have to get you ready.”
Jacinth produced a small flower in his hand, its petals trembling from how much nectar it was filled with. Y/N knew exactly what that deceptively sweet liquid would do to her if she drank it. She looked at Jacinth with a pleading expression.
“Don’t give me that look,” Jacinth said, “drink this, won’t you? It tastes wonderful~”
When Y/N still didn’t drink, Jacinth took hold of her chin and tilted it up.
“Drink, Y/N,” he commanded gently.
As soon as Jacinth had said her name, Y/N felt her lips falling apart so the fae could pour the nectar into her mouth. Y/N swallowed, feeling the sweet, sticky liquid coat her mouth and throat.
“Very good,” Jacinth praised, “such an obedient human.”
Jacinth took Y/N’s hand and gently pulled her out of bed. He led her through the rooms of his abode to a little series of pools surrounded by soft moss. He sat her down next to one of them and positioned himself behind her. He took a small stone bowl and filled it with water from the pool. He poured the contents over her head, letting it soak into her hair. He picked up a vial and opened it, letting the fragrant contents cover her scalp. He started to work it into her hair, until a bubbly lather had formed. Once it was fully worked in, he rinsed it out with more water. All through the process, Y/N could feel her eyes getting heavy and her body going limp.
Jacinth went to remove Y/N’s dress next. When he had first taken her, he had gotten rid of those unsightly human clothes and replaced them with nicer, more appealing garments. He had barely gotten to the strap of the dress when Y/N attempted to shuffle away from him, her cheeks decorated with a red flush.
“Now now,” Jacinth said, “I have to wash you. Don’t be difficult.”
Y/N shook her head, screwing her eyes shut. Jacinth sighed.
“I forgot how sensitive you humans are,” he said, “I suppose we’ll just spot-clean.”
Y/N opened her mouth to argue, but only a bit of slurred nonsense came out. Jacinth chuckled, then grabbed another vial. He poured the liquid inside onto a small wad of moss. He started to scrub Y/N’s skin until it was soft and clean. Y/N blinked slowly; the world started to tilt until she realized she had fallen against Jacinth’s chest.
“Aw,” Jacinth cooed, kissing her on her head, “how sweet.”
…
Y/N wasn’t sure how much time had passed. All she knew was one minute, Jacinth was holding her amongst the mossy pools, then the next, she was blinking up at a series of lanterns hung along the trees. She heard the sound of chatter and music. She tried to sit up, but her body felt too heavy. Jacinth’s soft laughter rumbled behind her, and his face came into view.
“Finally awake, hm?” he mused, “I suppose I could’ve just asked you to sleep instead of feeding you the nectar… ah well.”
Another face came into view. It was another fae, with pointy ears, pink skin and deep, red eyes.
“Jacinth, is this your human?” she asked in awe.
“Indeed she is,” Jacinth replied with a smile.
“May we hold her?” a green fae asked.
Jacinth’s grip on Y/N tightened ever so slightly.
“She isn’t used to other fae yet,” he said, “but you can feed her if you’d like.”
The pink fae giggled with delight, then allowed a raspberry to grow in her palm. She brought it to Y/N’s lips. Y/N, who was still quite out of it, opened her mouth to let the fae feed her. It tasted much sweeter than the fruit at home, and a little bit of the juice dribbled down her chin, which made the pink fae chuckle and coo. Jacinth wiped the juice away with the pad of his thumb.
A green fae came up next, holding a honeycomb in his hand. He offered it to Y/N, and she drank the honey inside.
“She is so precious,” the green fae said, “how I wish I had a human of my own.”
“She’s very special to me,” Jacinth replied, “she is like the soothing touch of a fresh spring breeze.”
“Quite so,” the green fae agreed.
As the night went on, several more fae came up to see Y/N. Any time one of them tried to touch her, Jacinth would pull her closer to himself and make some excuse for why they couldn’t. The music playing was otherworldly, and Y/N often caught herself swaying to it.
Y/N yawned and felt her eyelids drooping shut. She felt Jacinth lift her up in a bridal carry. He made his excuses to the other fae and started to carry her home.
“Did you have a good time, pet?” Jacinth asked.
Y/N only murmured in response, eliciting a fond chuckle from him.
“Sleep now, Y/N,” Jacinth whispered.
Y/N drifted off just as the sun began to peek out over the horizon. Spring was on the way.
