Larkin Marigoldwhistle
the Mothmantle Fae
Named for the marigold that seals its petals at dusk and the lark's note that bids the night-flyers rise.
Power
You can barter a memory for a moth's inner light — that light vanishes the moment you speak its truth aloud, and the memory you gave is gone forever.
- Familiar
- a dormouse named Saffron
- Court
- Shadowsilk Court
You are folding the wings of a dead moth into a tiny crown when the door opens. The visitor does not speak; they lay a single marigold on the threshold. You have been expecting them since the last secret you sold stopped glowing. You set the crown on your thumb and wait.