"The one and only," Aurora said with a grin. Then she was suddenly very close to him. "Bonjour."
In practice, which direction she came from didn't really matter. One moment he was alone, the next she was there, hovering before him, dress and skirts fluttering into place around her with the force of her sudden stop. Aurora dressed as she typically did, in a short floaty dress in a pastel color, hemline emphasizing long legs finished off with improbable high heeled shoes. The flight had left her a bit windblown and disheveled, giving her the overall look of Tinkerbell's much naughtier sister.