Elves Don’t Live in Trees (Apparently)

[Lavinia's Pov] 

[Kingdom of Nivale] 

We stepped out of the magic portal—and… boo—

Wait. Wait, hold on.

I blinked. Then blinked again. Then frowned. "Umm… where are the trees?"

Instead of finding myself in an enchanted forest bursting with glowing flowers and birds that sang in harmony, I was staring at… an estate.

A very large, very clean, very normal-looking estate.

You know, with windows and stone walls and actual doors instead of tree bark or magical vines or floating cloud entrances or whatever it was I thought elves lived in.

I whipped my head toward Grandpa Thalein, completely, utterly, tragically betrayed. "Grandpa," I said, with the seriousness of someone who had just discovered Santa wasn't real, "where are the trees?"

Grandpa tilted his head, slightly amused. "Trees?"