Guest Dream Run: Use these three words

‘She will be our guest.’

Issy dared lift her gaze a fraction to view the elfin king. He sat on his carved oak throne, his leafy crown decorated with yellow, purple and pink wildflowers, high on his head. His white hair rippled in silken waves, long enough to drape over the arms of the throne. Butterflies and tiny birds fluttered about him while tiny woodland animals rested or played on the spreading velvet of his cloak which cascaded down the steps of the dais.

‘She will be our guest,’ the king sa...