"Sam." Flynn mumbled, but he didn't fight. "Fine, bring her here." Emma was quick on her feet, and as she returned someone followed. She was young, beautiful, her face glowed with a tanish warmth. Her smile was radiant and her deep caramel hair fell to her shoulders in loose curls. Her light brown eyes widened at the sight of Flynn. "Flynnigan." Emily smiled, "You..look fantastic."
"Yes, well." Flynn went quiet, his eyes blinking rapidly. His throat refuses to work, and his hands fumbled to find something to grab onto. His waist sufficed, but they quickly fell as he sighed, "Emily. This is Sam, Sam, this is Emily."
Emily smiled, leaning forward and bowing slightly, her creamy wings unfolding to keep her balance. "It's a pleasure," she replied. "Mom," Emma stated, "We should probably head to the council, we have to be there soon."
Emily nodded, "of course, I hope to see you later." She replied, turning and disappearing into the clouds with Emma. Flynn was left without words.