Fae!Sook and Adele
Adele had felt a pull to go outside as soon as the sun had set. It was beautiful, and she marvelled at the arrival of all the fae; none of them seemed ugly to her. The heat from the fire felt wonderful on her skin, and that music - it was like the she could feel the drum beats in her blood. She grabbed an instrument, one she'd never seen before, and somehow she knew how to play it. She only stopped when she saw her mother. On any other day, her mother's appearance might have upset her; she had never been good with change. At this party, it seemed right.
"Who's the host?" Adele asked, setting the instrument down. "You look beautiful, Mama."