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The Realm of the Shadows
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2021-10-05 01:41:43Lady Saelther didn't speak for the few moments that she held Aelanor to her bosom; tears wouldn't stop as easily as she held on to her daughter for the longest time. She reluctantly let go.
"Be safe, my children," she whispered. "I will be praying to the Elements to watch over you. Please, take care of yourselves."
"We will, Aunt. You take care of yourself, and give our regards to Lord Daylor when he comes back."
Nimuel couldn't speak, but she smiled through her tears at her Mother, who kissed her forehead before letting go.
"Farewell, children."
"Farewell, Lady Saelther."
As they stepped out of the manor, they saw Khoral and Nexus waiting for them by the gates. Nimuel stood beside Nexus as she stroked his golden mane in contemplation.
"We should get a move on, cousin. We are not helping anyone by delaying the inevitable," Aelanor urged.
Nimuel jumped on her horse without a single word, and pulled the reigns, and Aelano
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