“Kindness is like snow. It beautifies everything it touches.” ~ Kahlil Gibran

Trixie looked down at her long pink dress and smoothed out an imaginary wrinkle.  The dress was perfect, but she was nervous.  She’d never been part of a wedding before. Elves weren’t usually invited as bridesmaids.

“Relax,” she heard Kristov say behind her.  “You look beautiful.”

“It’s my job to make sure the bride looks beautiful.”  Trixie turned around and smiled. “But thank you.”  She reached up and straightened his bow tie.  “You look very handsome in your suit, too.”

“It’s a tuxedo,” Kristov replied, moving his shoulders a little.  “Not something I’d usually want to wear, but for Hob and Felicia…I’d do just about anything.”

“I know what you mean,” Trixie agreed.  “They are the best friends I’ve ever had.  Except for you and Nora…and Oliver.”

Kristov smiled and thought about kissing her, but now was not the time or place.  Instead, he reached down and moved a long curl of her auburn hair back over her shoulder.  “I’ll see you in the garden.”

She nodded and watched him walk outside, then turned and started up the stairs to help Felicia and Nora get ready.

Nora was standing in the hall outside Felicia’s room.  “Eva is here,” she whispered.  “We’re saying we all met on that shopping trip.”

Trixie nodded.  Eva was human, and they couldn’t very well tell her the truth.  A pixie and an elf as bridesmaids?  Trixie smiled and followed Nora into the room.

“Trixie, you’re here,” Felicia said, looking over to Eva. “Eva, this is my friend I told you about.”

Eva smiled.  “Felicia told me all about how the three of you had such adventures on that shopping trip for Mr. Oliver.”

“It was definitely an adventure,” Nora agreed.  “Do you need us to get anything while you help Felicia with her hair?”

“Actually, we are missing something blue,” Eva said, quickly pinning up a lock of Felicia’s hair.  “I meant to bring some earrings with me, but I couldn’t find them anywhere.”

“Faeries will do that,” Nora said, then smiled.  “If the old legends are to be believed…”

“Hide a precious item on someone’s wedding day?” Felicia asked.  “Why am I not surprised?”

Eva laughed.  “What do you think Trixie?”

“I think I have something blue,” Trixie replied, opening the small handbag she had with her.  “I was going to give this back to Oliver today, but I haven’t seen him yet.”

The others watched as Trixie pulled out a small white handkerchief with lace edges.  She opened it to reveal embroidered flowers in two shades of blue.

“It’s lovely!” Felicia exclaimed.  “This belongs to Oliver?”

“Technically, it belonged to his wife,” Trixie explained.  “Nora’s aunt found it and asked me to return it.”

“Nora’s aunt knew Oliver’s wife…” Felicia began, then realized they couldn’t really discuss the Pixie Queen in front of Eva.

“She’d want you to use it,” Nora assured her. “And so would Oliver.”

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