Chosen by Fireflies

The faeys cheered and clapped their hands at the announcement of the Faey Court.

"You didn't tell me anything about games and all!" Red whispered to Ari in a quite angry tone.

"I didn't? Ahhh my bad, Red. As with the traditions during the Midsummer Festivities, games are held by each of the twelve Faey Court. I hope we don't get picked." Ari blushed at his blunder.

He did forget to tell Red regarding the games. He was so busy with teaching her the particulars of the faey nobilities that he missed out on one crucial information.

Archer snickered at his brother and Ari jokingly kicked him under the mushroom table.

"Ow! Ari is so mean, really." Archer teased.

"Aren't you a good kitty now? You behave just like a noble faey, Sir Arthur." Archer pat and scratched the fat black cat at the table. He was observant and well behaved he was almost too behaved for a curious cat. He licked his paw clean and squinted his eyes at the Faey Court and purred.