A Serenade To The Elf Queen นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Bernie held out his hand. There are beautiful women in the world, all of them couldn’t hold a candle to the winged perfection in the chair. She dressed in the colors of autumn, a vibrant display of yellow, gold, and orange. Her ancient cadence charmed all. “My name is Elphame and I am the queen of the Seelie. Fairy is your name for us,” a slight hint of insult came attached to the last statement. Bernie straightened his tie, “Please forgive me, your majesty. I will use the word Seelie regarding your people from now on,” he took a deep breath, “Could you explain what happened?”

Preparations would usually start several years in advance, and the Elves would inevitably show a whole new look to Leila's major forces. The time for the Elves’ sacrificial ceremony was getting closer and closer. The whole clan was busy. Inside the tallest tower, a woman with pointed ears and exuding a mature charm was standing on the top floor, looking at her busy tribe below. She was Isa, the Elven Queen who changed the fate of the Elves. Invitations had been sent to all Leila's major forces, and everyone had replied positively. The Elves were still not very strong in Leila. They were only average.

They count it as the Orpheuns defeating the great undead witch. The Elf Queen’s expressions turn sour. She places her elbow over the table and her chin over her palm, leaning forward. Wolf’s hold around my hand tightens a little, still warning me to be careful when answering the ally Queen. “ What you did…was not something that great in my opinion. And I am not here for you or because of a prophecy. I came because the werewolf prince, Liulf Valahadar convinced me to join him. ” The Elf Queen’s eyes trail down to my arm when she expresses her opinion.

“It’s nice seeing someone take an interest in such an old song.” Shiele took a deep breath “why can’t I talk, this place is changing me” she composed herself “The song was beautiful” she managed to whisper, her confidence building from the boys comfort she rushed out her next question so quickly he was barely able to make out what she said “What was it about?” She had never felt this nervous around someone before but smiled inwardly that she was able to speak to him. “The song is about the last of the elves in Ethalas and how they were destroyed by the druids”

They couldn't pry into my mind, but god, to feel them was to drown in my own blood. Focusing more, I found the only calm mind in the place. Serenity washed over me. Blank pages were easy to cling to, but who could silence themselves from even me? "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the future Queen. Princess Katharine Archenbow of house Ashby." The room broke into applause, making me smile even brighter. Be polite. Mind your manners and above all, respect your elders. No one needs a scandal right now. My own sanity was too fragile.

Elena shouted impatiently. In her head, she made hundred fake scenarios but none of them fit in the current situation as nobody wanted to go against Evandor. She was behaving like a kid listening to fairy tales for the first time. “It was Queen Serena! King Zeus’s wife, the Queen of vampires. She heard about Evandor being strong and kind. So, she came to meet him personally and to propose something” Rose was enjoying telling the half information and waiting for Elena’s over dramatic response. It was much more satisfying than teasing Evandor only getting complete cold silence in response.

She looked between Garry and Elfreda. "You're right," said Rosalina with a hesitating nod. "I think we should." Alessa lifted her hand to producing a cerulean light and drew a circle, ringing them inside. "I'll be creating a barrier to prevent voices echoed to the outside before we begin talking." The cerulean light spread wider and higher until it enveloped four grown elves inside. Once the light reached the ceiling, Alessa turned to look at Elfreda and Garry with an austere countenance that none had ever seen before.

Queen Dayan waved her hand to them, and they all rose evenly. “They and I will always owe you a debt,” the queen said with a smile. “I have learned my lesson. Thank you for your compassion.” “I hope the gods are benevolent and you can reclaim what was once Crete,” I said sincerely and then remembered Elle. “Can you do me a favor?” “Any you like,” the queen said earnestly. “I have a friend; her name is Elle... She is a charming mermaid, and she will want to meet you,” I said, and Dayan smiled.

Ahead, through the trees, I saw a faint glow—a fire, burning low and lonely in the dark. And there he was. Adam Valerian, standing by the fire, his back turned to me. He looked different, dressed in dark, old-fashioned clothing, his posture rigid and tense. The air around him felt heavy with age like he was a part of the forest itself, something ancient and eternal. “Tarini,” he whispered, without turning. The sound of my name on his lips sent a shiver down my spine. It was a voice I’d never heard before, yet it was achingly familiar, filled with longing, like he’d waited lifetimes to say it.

Not one minute of it; on the contrary, I wanted more, so much fucking more… so instead of staying, I had to peel myself away from the place to remain sane. I closed my eyes and could almost feel her lips on mine. Her hands wrapped around my neck, her body pressed against mine. My queen has flourished into a fine young woman, one worth waiting for an eternity. I knew she would be sick the next day, so I sent her a flower bouquet, this time with colorful flowers and a vial. We elves manage with exquisite precision magic drawn from our enchanted forest's nature. Deep within it is a flower -ofilery; it grows only near the waterfall, and its curative powers are astounding.