Join Azeviche on a thrilling quest as she transforms from an ordinary girl into a legendary Dragon Slayer. In a world filled with magic, mythical creatures, and grand adventures, follow her journey of self-discovery, resilience, and the enduring str...
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The day was one of the busiest and the night comes with a promise. To be as revealing as Marcus ' visit to Borderline City. Marcus and Ronna try without success to bring Halv-Har back to consciousness and Azeviche protest. She learned the little man dressed in rags is not just any Elf, but royalty. He is king of the Grey Elves that dwell in the mountains. What terrible event took place in his life for him to end up so badly, so abused, even enslaved as he said. What could they want with him? Ronna picks up a wash basin with water in the kitchen, they wash his face but he's still unconscious.
"Nothing. He is too tired. I don't think he will wake up today, let him sleep." Marcus says.
"Dear. I don't think that this is the smart thing to do. He just said that there are people coming after him. We need to figure this out as soon as possible. We might be in danger." Agnes approaches the Elf.
"I'm sorry,I know he's your friend, but situations like this require unconventional measures."Agnes approaches the gray Elf and without any ceremony she slaps him hard in the face.
" look it works like heaven the little brat is opening his eyes". Azeviche holds her mouth holding a laugh.
" Halv look at me, is Marcus. My friend, if someone dangerous followed you here, you have to tell me. Where have you been? Who enslaved you?
" Oh ,my dear friend."He looks at them with squished eyes. I run away from the Dark continent. It's been over a week of hard walk to get here. I escaped from a prison in the innards of earth. They know that the Gray Elves were the greatest allies of the human race in the war that took place." I Don't ́t...Don't ́t eat for days. I feel weak. He says holding his belly.
" I will take care of it". Says Ronna moving fast to the kitchen.
" Majesty you..."
" No!." Do not call me Majesty. Not you Marcus. The Elf says, looking in their eyes.
" Don't give me the royalty bull". " Look at me, dressed in rags... But, coof... but, I took back my copper belt." He tries to smile.
"I took the sword, Marcus. " I ́m sorry, I did. It was the only weapon at hand, they are right behind me. He grabs hold of the stunned Marcus by his blouse."But this human cub almost finished what they started.''
