"The only thing you even know I can do is light."

"But I know it's not the only thing you can do."

"Yes, but you don't know if any of the rest of it is applicable."

"You could tell me what else your magic can do."

"I could do that."

"I'll think about it."

"You do that. And now shoo, I have work."

She dismisses all the surviving lights and shoos.

No one bothers her.

Well.

Is there anything to read around here?

They have books! Books copied from humans, usually missing some bits, and books about their own history, and books of songs, and books that teach practical skills like woodworking or identification of plants.

She will get some reading done while she waits for her gates, then!

No one else bothers her. The court has a lot of parties in nighttime, apparently. It helps with the months and months of dark.

One day she asks Lohte, "Would it be good if I installed some lights in some places?"

People would be delighted.

"Where?"

Ooooh, good question. I like the idea of someplace being really bright, you know, for people who just kind of languish all night because they're meant to have sunlight to have a place they can pretend it's day again, and then everywhere else it'd be fun to have lights up high. The court feels so much smaller when it's dark.

"Well, where should the really bright place be, then?"

There's a little nook, I can show you.

She follows him to the little nook.

It has some benches and some mushrooms and some moss and a single magic light.

She turns around, assessing the place. Moves the magic light out into the hallway. Lights up the room.

Awww, it's great.

"Thanks."