The Elven Princess
"Oh, but it is not true, my dear Aelanor. I think it's time for you to meet someone."
And from behind the doors exited a Female elf of utmost beauty. Her porcelain skin reflected the luster from the diamonds from the walls, and her black, glossy hair fell down to her calves in a gorgeous waterfall. Her face had the same haughty indifference as that of the King. As she approached the trio, her eyes shone red and her ruby lips twisted in a sneer.
"This is Moraen, the true, and immortal heir to the House of Zauarn, and your sister, Aelanor."
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