The bed is so massive I figure I'll get lost in my sleep.
A fireplace with a glistening white marble mantel glows warmly and a huge white fur rug lies across the floor. The bedding and linens are gold and white in color. Leeza walks me down the hall and into an expansive, elaborately decorated bedroom. "I will teach you how you are to behave during the wedding ceremony too. "Your first lessons tomorrow will be on proper etiquette as a queen of Underland," Leeza continues. Come with me I shall prepare you for bed." I am to instruct you in our history, peoples, and customs," Leeza explains with a warm smile. I did the same with Fletch." I laugh nervously. "I'm not meaning to stare," I say apologetically to her. When Alvar set our people free from the tyranny of Saul some of us decided not to return home. "I'm a sylph," Leeza continues, "Our people rule the skies. It makes me think of a tropical bird, like a parrot or bird-of-paradise. Now I see there is a mixture of purple in her base feathers. "You are unfamiliar with the sight of me," Leeza says, she extends her wings out. "As the good regent, Fletch, said, my name is Leeza, I am a sylph," the bird woman tells me in a voice with a lilted accent after Fletch takes his exit. Her skin is a rich milky chocolate in color.įletch gives my hand a reassuring pat. Her wings are the same vibrant yellow as the feathers coming from the crest on her head. She wears a yellow dress that opens up in the back for the angel-like wings coming from between her shoulder blades. She walks on four toes with curved talons at the end of each, and on the back of her heels is one longer toe with another talon.
There is the thickness of human calves and thighs that make up her legs. Her feet resemble bird feet more than human feet, however, she's not chicken-legged. Black feathery hair, falls down her shoulders with hints of yellow feathers in her tresses. The person who enters through a door at the back of my living room is one of the bird-like people I'd seen in the paintings.Ī crest of vibrant yellow feathers grows from the bridge of Leeza's human-like nose and up over her forehead. The sound of nails clicking on the floor indicates Leeza doesn't have human feet and also isn't wearing shoes. "Good sylph, Leeza!" Fletch calls into the expanse. My whole apartment could fit in this living room twice. No expense was spared when he prepared this place for me. all of it glitters in the arlite lanterns. The lighting, the ornate furniture, the embroidered curtains. The whole room glows a heavenly white and gold. My footsteps against the spotless marble floors echo into the high ceilings of the expansive living area I'm to call home.
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