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... ething was wrong.The conversation between them was far too short—so short that he instantly smelled the stench of death.
But under the oppressive weight of High Elf bloodline and aura, he couldn’t even muster the thought of resisting or fleeing.Escape? Impossible. There was no way.A grown High Elf was, at the very least, a Magus Lord. And the one before him—she was of royal blood!
Elarielle’s beautiful eyes watched him calmly.As a being closely attuned to the essence of nature it ...
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