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... nic, fear, and despair.

She had heard the elven elders talk about what had happened to the elves after they had been captured by humans.

They had become puppets for the human nobles and tools for their lust.

The delicate bodies and natural beauty of the Elves were very popular in the upper classes of the human society.

It was said that raising a few elves was a symbol of the identity and taste of the great nobles.

Even the male elves were the same.

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