“Night is falling.” his companion said.
“What is your name?” he asked.
“Stubby young master.” the satyr answered.
“Please dont call me master, I dont own you….” Bodhi blushed.
“I will try…” the satyr smiled.
The sky above them was slowly turning into black from gold.
“Is the night pitch dark here?” he asked Stubby.
“No sire… see…” he pointed out his finger.
The leaves of the trees were glowing softly. Apart from them, some thousand coloured flames, soft and beautiful were floating around the whole place.
“What are those? glowworms?” he asked.
“No sire…” Stubby laughed and before he could say what they were Bodhi saw himself, they were fairies, luminous creatures, barely as big as his palms.
one of them settled down on his shoulder and said something in a sweet voice, that sounded like bird chattering to him, very sweet but absolutely out of his range…
“What is she saying?” He asked Stubby.
“She is welcoming you here sire…” Stubby said.
“Please thank her for me.” Bodhi said, smiling at the fairy.
Stubby said something to her and the fairy flew away after softly kissing his cheek, leaving behind a sweet fragrance.
“Shall we head back to your home sire?” Stubby said, “In case you are hungry or tired…”
he was both, so they headed back to the palace.
Indu was waiting for him in the entrance hall.
“When will you have your dinner?” she asked.
“Is it ready?” he asked trying not to sound like starving child.
“Yes…” she smiled.
“Then I will love to have it after bath.” he said.
“Your father left this box for you…” she pointed her finger at a box on the table.
he nodded his head and went to the toilet for a nice bath.