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263 - Just Like Araheen
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2025-08-26 10:12:19Many Years Ago (Part 1)
YOUNG ARAHEEN
She pressed her eye to the hole in the wall, peeking into the assembly room. Her father was there, seated at the head of the crystal table. Beside him sat his right hand, Raimar. And across from Father was Lord Erminius, the right hand of the Sylph Army’s general.
Araheen had seen Lord Erminius several times before. His face always looked friendlier than Father’s, even though his eyes and hair were a darker shade of blue. Perched on his shoulder was a black owl—its sharp talons gripping his cloak. Siegfrid had once told her that the creature could transform into a spear at any moment.
Meanwhile, Siegfrid and Irmeena stood by the wall. Araheen pouted, annoyed that she was never allowed to join the assemblies. Sometimes, she wished she could hurry up and grow older, be the same age as her siblings. Then maybe Father would treat her the same as them.
“We must discuss the
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