"I try to attend as many as I can if I'm not busy," Rhys responded. "Polena is a family friend and invited us personally." He kept watching Feyre with glances here and there, taking in more details.
"And Polena would not abide if the High Lord couldn't make it," declared a strong but older voice. A matronly woman with a greenish tinge to her complexion walked up to the trio with a bright smile. "There you are, Rhysand. A sight for sore eyes." The softer scent of Omega drifted around her as she moved to embrace the high lord, and he also returned the greeting.
"I promised I'd bring him here," Mor answered smugly, smiling at Feyre. "And we also have a new friend. This is Feyre."
"Feyre?" Polena turned to look at the human, expression still friendly as she moved to reach of the other's hands. "Welcome to Velaris, Feyre. May your stay here be happy and full of love."
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"And Polena would not abide if the High Lord couldn't make it," declared a strong but older voice. A matronly woman with a greenish tinge to her complexion walked up to the trio with a bright smile. "There you are, Rhysand. A sight for sore eyes." The softer scent of Omega drifted around her as she moved to embrace the high lord, and he also returned the greeting.
"I promised I'd bring him here," Mor answered smugly, smiling at Feyre. "And we also have a new friend. This is Feyre."
"Feyre?" Polena turned to look at the human, expression still friendly as she moved to reach of the other's hands. "Welcome to Velaris, Feyre. May your stay here be happy and full of love."