"The lands themselves are indistinct and ever-changing, a beautiful but dangerous collection of haunted woods, snowy peaks, and gorgeous sun dapple meadows," The Princess started. "Their true layout is beyond the comprehension of most mortal folk, and only a few maps of the Fey Realm existed. And if it did, it would be old. Lost to time. For these lands changed every day."
"Who's Floraia Springpetal?" Ren asked, deciding that this was the last glass for the night but found himself reaching for another cup of ale.
"A lesser Archfey of the Summer Court," Elena replied after drinking her fifth mug. "She represented spring, though. Princess Floraia Springpetal is the nominal ruler of Hedgegrove, the maze city of trade and tribute. She was put in charge of that place as punishment over a perceived slight to the Summer Court and has been a ruler for almost 7000 years of that place."
