“Arwen, there are plenty of other men in the world. Why insist on this one?” My father’s earnest words entered my ears. I snapped out of my daze and stared at my father in bewilderment. He looked exactly the same as I remembered him, only that his hair had not turned gray. He did not have wrinkles at the corner of his eyes yet either. Was I dreaming?I looked around cautiously, and all the furnishings looked familiar. I felt disoriented. I remembered that when I was just a child, my father had comforted me after my mother’s death by saying, “Once a person dies, they will see the people they miss dearly.”Upon remembering those words, I opened my eyes wide, and they welled up with tears. As I endured the pain in my body, I grabbed the hem of my father’s tunic and started weeping silently. As tears rolled down my face, I said, “Father.”The moment my father saw this, his heart broke for me, and he quickly grabbed my shoulders. “Arwen, you’re a princess. How could you cry for
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