A brisque breeze swept some of my loose hair away from my face. It was still odd seeing my white hair instead of the auburn, but I was glad I didn’t have to deal with the constant itchy feeling I had when I assumed my human form. Many were still unused to my true form as it took them a moment to realize who I was. While the magical people have now heard that I am a Fey, they didn’t truly understand what it meant. Many have tried to ask, but I have kept a tight lip. Even though I haven’t felt some sort of ramification from the promise. 