Idris Honeymote
the Cloverkind Fae
Born of a lord's sweetest secret, carried on the breeze as a speck of honey-light.
Power
Clover-luck — you can make a four-leaf clover appear in any patch of grass, but each leaf costs a memory of a small kindness you once received.
- Familiar
- A garden snail named Moss
- Court
- Spinneret Court
What they say about you when you are not there is that you once traded a lie for a clover and the clover never wilted. You were never quite sure if that was true, but you started leaving clovers in places where people needed luck — under a doorstep, inside a lost glove, between the pages of a book left in the rain. The clovers always grew back, and so did you.