Zephyr flew through the room and silently landed on the table. Zephyr usually only wore an emerald dress, but today she had pulled something she hadn't worn in centuries. An old emerald dress decorated with gold and sapphire. Her hair was well combed, her skin smooth, her nails long and painted green, and what surprised everyone the most was that she didn't stink of alcohol.
Today, she wore her royal robe and mantle. Zephyr had to present herself as the Wind Spirit Queen, the same being who granted the humans and dark elves the land upon which they built their kingdoms.
Many had heard of her, but few saw or believed she was real. When interacting with spiritkind, the humanoids mostly dealt with pixies and rarely fairies. Spirits were beings that no normal mortal would ever get the chance to interact with, let alone an elusive Spirit Queen.
