With the disappearance of the lone intruder past the mouth of the Labyrinth, the silent forest seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, the ethereal form of the Fairies shimmered into existence, materializing from thin air.
Their translucent wings fluttered with an eerie luminescence, their smiles mischievous and knowing, the gleam in their eyes held a secret too vast for the uninitiated.
Among them, a figure more substantial than the others solidified.
His ethereal form shimmered with an intense luminescence before coalescing into the tangible form of the Fairy King.
A regal figure, his silhouette was a beacon of elegance and majesty amid the iridescent glow of his subjects.
"My dear subjects." He began, his voice a tranquil murmur that echoed in the air, "We are one with the forest, and the forest is one with us".