Today will live long in my memory.
I set aside my armor and my pendants for the first time in an age. Clothed in a robe of gossamer and shod with golden sandals I was escorted before a throne at the entrance of the repository by my closest friends – Rumble, Dunfallon, and Noralei. Tinadell smiled down at me. Flanking him were Merlin and the prime minister on one side, and Gibley with the five dragons on the other. Everyone in my dream of yesterday was in attendance. So many faces, and all smiling for me.
The Fairy King addressed me, “Meribabell of Nonin-gal-dith you have found favor with me and our fairy folk. You are worthy to take up the mantle of the High Fairy.”
At this the prime minster stepped forward and spread the mantle over my robe.
Tinadell then continued, “And if you promise to faithfully serve me and the fairy folk…”
At this I replied, “ Yes, I promise.”
“ Then receive the sign for your office.” He turned to Merlin and handed him the chain of office – whose gems glistened like a rainbow in the sun.
The wizard stood before me, knelt, and placed the honor around my neck. Its weight settled there and then lightened by its own power, spreading its warmth over my whole being.
The cheers of all reflected off of the trees of the repository behind the throne, and seemed to center upon the spot where I stood. Gabhe at that instant added his bleats of praise and seemed to bound everywhere.
Navril and Herblas then ushered my friends and me from before the dias to the great common area of the repository.
I admit that my tears kept me blurry-eyed thereafter.
And the idea consumed my thoughts that tomorrow upon my return to Nonin-gal-dith, my work truly begins.