Legacies of light

Arc 10.51: House Faoláin part 1

-The next day-

As the sunlight shines in my room, I gracefully stretch and as I do, I sit up, look around my room, and then say, “What a fine morning it is.”

Like a fairy, I dance and hum to myself to the closest window, and say, “How beautiful it is in these lands. But it shall become far more enchanting when I grace it with my presence.”

Changing my voice to that of a little child, I say, “But wonderful, majestic, queen Laeg Ní Fergal, why is that?”

Returning to my normal voice, I say, “Oh, little child, it is simply. Because anything that a sky-splitting beauty touches instantly changes in value, something worth one wonderbeast suddenly becomes worth a hundred.”

In a childlike voice, I say, “Of course, that must be through, you are the greatest fir bolg in existence. You, at the tender age of fourteen, have already become a valuable asset to the king of Gorias, truly a legend in the making.”

Changing my demeanour, I move to the left of the room, and then I start to gallop as if I am