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A Late Welcome || MarSol

Before Soleil had given her heart to the dragon and before she’d tried to take over the town, the Sprite had wanted to do good. Had even made plans with Queen Clarion to meet with a fairy that was not entirely new to the Hollow but was still treated as an outcast. She’d heard through the fairy grapevine that he was not social nor trusting. He didn’t behave like the other fairies.

Hearing that he had been basically ostracized had upset Soleil. Hollows, in her opinion, were supposed to be places of strong community. Where a fairy could thrive even if they weren’t from that specific Hollow. It was why she had asked Clarion if she could talk to him. If he could be coaxed out to talk to the Sprite who knew a little bit about not belonging, about fear, about mistrust.

But then everything had happened and... well, that meeting had gone quite forgotten.

Until now.

Soleil had spoken with Clarion once again and a meeting had been arranged. Far enough from the town that Marlin would not have to worry but close enough to the Hollow that he could feel a sense of safety. Not that he had anything to worry about with Soleil. She was far too gentle to impose any sort of fear in anyone unless they threatened to harm Enchantra.

She waited in the clearing, fingers twirling within the willow that grew there. A soft song was hummed as she listened to the trees gossiping among themselves. It was silly how much each one was like the old women from her village from so long ago. Trading secrets and gossip like they were currency. He’s here, Sprite. The odd fairy. He comes.

“Hello, Marlin,” she smiled, turning only after she’d greeted him.