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CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
“There’s no sign of Legolas. I looked all around the tall grasses that he could have but he was still gone.” Allessia said to her companions. Are saw his broken bow and tried to touch it. Everyone was silent while Are is caressing the bow with his closed eyes. “Young Legolas, that young elf… was in search for Princess Charlotte.” The disappointment was seen in Allessia’s face as she was able to control it. “But I can’t track where the Princess was, all I can see is darkness.”
“Then we must continue our journey to Sharrveineil, the people and Isilme are already waiting at the riverbank of East,” Ithildin said.
“What about Legolas?” Aradan said, “Don’t worry about Legolas, help me fix these dead bodies of our colleagues.” Allessia complained.
The group fix all the remains and started heading to the East riverbank where the other colleagues are. Meanwhile, Charlot
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“Despite being well-known and the daughter of a most respectable woman in this world, I can't disagree with how you feel about forcing yourself on a man who is already in a relationship. But what about me? my feelings? Can't I also be happy with the person I love without anybody bothering and taking my beloved from me? Forgive me, Princess, for what I'm saying, but I'm just releasing the pain of my sentiments." “I didn’t know that, Allessia. All of my life… I wasn’t informed.” I said. “Did you know the feeling? The feeling of betrayal?” she as I watched her cry. Averiay, on my side also watched her giving Allessia a mean face. ‘You have never been in a relationship, you’re assuming too much.’ Averiya thought while rolling her eyes. “The pain that you fought for the world, you did everything just for him but in return is… he paid me pain.” Allessia continued, “I have owned him first, so don't turn away from hope where there isn't much of it.” “
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