My eyes wandered across the eleven Elders who were deep in discussion, one I hadn’t quite caught up on. Like most Archfey, we all generally looked similar though our skin tones do lend to the court we were a part of. Front and center were the first two Elders; Cerothun, the Elder of the Dawn Court and spiritual leader of the Fey. He had golden skin with equally golden hair and was wearing robes of the High Priest of Mother Magic, the Triquetra in front of the rising sun in the center. 