“You could be having that boyfriend without returning to The Valley. There are many available outside every portal.” Fianna scowled at her, embarrassed that she had not felt Anya approaching and that she had left herself open to criticism. “Are you eavesdropping on me?” “I had no reason to ignore your words. Loud enough they were to be heard all the way down the stream.” Anya snickered while she preened. She ran her fingers through her hair and adjusted her clothing as if rushing back to be at Fianna’s side had made her unkempt. “Did you come back because the party was over?” Fianna asked with a hint of jealousy tainting her voice. “For your information, I had to check on my clan and resolve a few disputes before the festivities started. It is a shame that you are such a stick in the mud. You missed the fun.” Fianna angrily hopped off the swing, setting it in motion. The little faerie rolled to the front of the seat, hanging with her feet dangling above the porch. “Whoops, sorry.” Laughing, Fianna grabbed Anya and set her on her feet. The faerie winced in pain and doubled over with her hands clutching her stomach. “Whether you be my friend or not, you have no reason to make fun of me when I am
“You could be having that boyfriend without returning to The Valley. There are many available outside every portal.” Fianna scowled at her, embarrassed that she had not felt Anya approaching and that she had left herself open to criticism. “Are you eavesdropping on me?” “I had no reason to ignore your words. Loud enough they were to be heard all the way down the stream.” Anya snickered while she preened. She ran her fingers through her hair and adjusted her clothing as if rushing back to be at Fianna’s side had made her unkempt. “Did you come back because the party was over?” Fianna asked with a hint of jealousy tainting her voice. “For your information, I had to check on my clan and resolve a few disputes before the festivities started. It is a shame that you are such a stick in the mud. You missed the fun.” Fianna angrily hopped off the swing, setting it in motion. The little faerie rolled to the front of the seat, hanging with her feet dangling above the porch. “Whoops, sorry.” Laughing, Fianna grabbed Anya and set her on her feet. The faerie winced in pain and doubled over with her hands clutching her stomach. “Whether you be my friend or not, you have no reason to make fun of me when I am