Moonflower
Elliara was teasing Robin’s egg out of its nest when the king died.
She froze as the feeling of his passing tore through her like lightning, the egg and her previous mischief all but forgotten.
She had never seen the king, nor had she ever traveled to his silver city beneath the Mound.
So why did his passing tug at her so? And why was she aware in the first place? He might have been King of the Folk, but that meant nothing to her.