Lost tried to maintain his composure as King Falk spoke. His powerful, smooth words combined with the winds that carried them, sent chills up and down Lost's spine. The king's power always amazed him. The Moot was evidently not very eventful or the king didn't feel like speaking much of it, but he was interested in what news he may hold. 

[b][color=f26522]"My Lord, I don't have much news. Several fae have been given a spirit of folly as they passed into the realm. A gang of winter-born fae thought it wise to harass your lady as well. Another fae stopped it before I intervened as well, but as you can see she is fine now. The Hunt should be quite exhilirating this year."[/color][/b]

Lost was curious why the Spring fae were a special target this year, but he didn't mind it much. They were a very jubilant bunch and played into his flute like the dancers they are. 

[@LadyRunic]