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Aurora listen as tooth speak amused “now you, sound like mother.” She tease amused.
“I live here.” Aurora state knowing it an odd thing a mortal in the realm of fae wrapped in its fables.
“That tree house is my home.” She say motioning towards a tree with wrapped flowers blooming on it. “My mother doesn’t trust mortal men so easily and this is a way for her not to worry of my safety.”