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the stranger explained. "And you? You're from Parvara as well?" Violet asked. His costume faded from a soft to a deep green, shifting in the light. His mask was a silver skull, the teeth painted gold. His blue eyes shone, bordered by all the precious metals. "I am. Another lowly noble," he replied. Violet could hear the grin in his voice. "My name is Vesper Ayleth. You?" "Violet Bellerose."

His hair was bound back neatly, expression composed—too composed. “My prince,” he said smoothly, bowing low. “You return unexpectedly.” Fenrir’s eyes hardened. “You know me.” “Of course,” the elf replied. “All of Elarion knows your name.” Not affectionately. I felt Fenrir tense beside me. “State your name,” Fenrir demanded. “Kaelen,” the elf said. “Archivist of the Outer Rings.” My stomach tightened. Archivist. Access. Gabriel stepped forward slightly. “Funny. We weren’t aware the Outer Rings monitored border crossings.”

But there must be a reason why the High Elf could not possibly give her descendants the same name as Queen Galadriel. Galadriel continued, "This is my father Kahn's Wizard Tower." "Kahn?" Christine was confused. That didn't sound like an elven name. "My father Kahn is not an elf. He is a Golem, a Pernoct from another dimension. You can imagine him as a traveling wizard. And I am not an elf either. He created me as a construct. According to him, the idea came to him after he met the High Elf Queen, so he gave me that name.

I used to call them Belle, Gale, and Penelope to distinguish who was who by associating the first letter of their names with their colors. I repeat the process by going to different parts of the forest. I met Akkar and Folduin, the elf brothers, and gnome sisters Moss and Clover. They all reluctantly agreed, and I should be happy about it, but there was an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something doesn’t seem right.

James insisted. “Then that means the crystal is safe! Vampires can't take it, neither can we!” Drex said. "Hopefully so! It's just that there's a chance that someone could!” Rabbeca began to suspect. "Who?" Drex asked. “Azazel! Creatures said to be cursed elves!” James explained. "What the hell is he?" The older James began to explain what he knew about the elf nation. “The Elves are creatures from the heavens! That's what humans know! But I don't think it's heaven but another place which has a very beautiful realm! They have the power to control many things like the weather, time, and human memory!”

As he recoiled, suppressed memories surged through his mind: Gustavo Portoloso Lombardo Corlandov… The name alone, stretching over thousands of syllables, was maddening—but among long-lived beings like elves, true dragons, giants, and demons, such lengthy names were normal, matching their lifespans. “Oh, it’s my mom! Then it’s fine.” Relieved, Logo squinted, bending his eight legs slightly before leaping onto the spider-mother’s back. Finding a comfortable spot, he nudged aside a sleeping younger sibling and closed his eyes.

And her dark hair only confirming that she couldn’t possibly be natural. The elves were said to have the palest eyes, a deep and beautiful blue or green; not amber. And of course, the ears were different from mortals. But Astria was an anomaly, neither a Deus nor an Elf, she was an outsider a half-breed monster that others argue should have been destroyed at birth. But her mother had saved her, given her life when all others would have forsaken her. And yet now, they had to run to hold onto that gift, forced to hide and mask who she was.

“Y-You are Eli?” Elder Lucriel stared at Azrael and uttered, “You had her eyes…” he paused and stood up from his chair, “What is your name?” he continued while walking towards us and stopped in front of Azrael. Elder Fana also walked towards us and Azrael stood up, “My name is Azrael Shepherd,”

"And who are these gentle creatures?" "Oh," the fish guy laughed and shifted shape into a small elf. "My name is Cosmo, I'm a shape-shifting elf," "Cool, you can shift to anything?" "Not precisely but okay," "I'm Deil, centaur," I waved at them. "What are you guys doing here? Ace, can you stop kissing me in front of so many people?" "I missed you," he whined. "Please?" I pleaded. He stopped kissing me but left his chin at the crown of my head. Gomez and Twyla were glaring at each other for no reason.

the manager explained the detail of the ring that caught Ashley's eyes. "Astrid? Ten million dollars?" Ashley gasped in amazement. "That ring was called Astrid, which means divinely beautiful," Miss Lily explained. Seeing the two women only focused their eyes on Astrid, Ashton went to join them. "Mr Grey, looks like Miss White is interested with Astrid. Should I take it out so she could try it on? What do you think?" Miss Lily spoke immediately right after Ashton reached them. "Oh, no no no... That's just too expensive. I'll just get a regular one," Ashley refused instantly, didn't want to trouble Ashton to buy her an over-priced wedding ring.