Exton

There is a touch on Ramji's arm. He nods, tilting his head to listen as he never takes his eyes from Laila.

"She is lovely. I take her a gift from you?"

His eyes flash to the man speaking, recognizing Miko's youngest brother and a floral fae of the human realm. Rachal stands not far away, wearing a ring of flowers in her hair. An arm slides around the Fae's waist, and she giggles as a young satyr kisses her cheek. Ramji returns his gaze to Laila and suddenly grins. He speaks softly to Tonio and his companions and they are suddenly gone. Ramji slips through the crowd, keeping Laila in sight. He is only several people away when the quartet returns, floral wreaths in their hands.

The wreaths are diverse, mixtures of flowers not often seen together. Dancing lightly among the people, the quartet crown both men and women with the wreaths. The winged fae stops before Laila and asks her to lower her head. As she does so with a smile, he murmurs to her.

"Laurel to grace your beauty. Lily and larkspur, saffron crocus and wild rose as Persephone once gathered. Violets and ivy to protect your heart." He slips a small jar of Star's cream in her hand. "And something to ease your discomfort."

He nods in Ramji's direction, where the Rider stands, now talking with Guunnar and teasing the little boy on the giant's shoulders. Tomas waves at her and Ramji turns to look. He bows in her direction, speaks a few words to Guunnar, making Tomas laugh, and is suddenly gone.

"The Rider Ramji asks me to tell you, *Kada dah u masti je miris misliti na mene i osmijeh. He says you will understand."

With that the man moves away, crowning other people, and flirting, and laughing with the crowd. Soon he and his friends are lost from sight as well.


*When you breath in the ointment's aroma think of me and smile