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“We didn't mean to leave her back there, she fell off the escape van” “She said we should have come back for her, but reaking her out of prison won't be easy anymore; they have tighter security,” Felix explained. “Of course they do” My fists clenched as I recalled. “Any news on Elizabeth?” “The Davenport girl? She died eight months ago” Vanessa wasn't lying? “I killed her?” I muttered. “Do you know where she's buried?” I looked up at Felix who nodded. “Good let's go” ******** ~~Vanessa~~

Esther’s POV It has been a couple weeks since the events at Hawthorn Point, Elizabeth’s body is on ice until I can gather as much evidence as I can as quickly as I can, the Elder Council has been helping, but I know time is of the essence, and I fear I am just about out.

Thinking about how tired she felt after joining Oliviér and chasing after that Oliver boy she was beginning to have a newfound respect for old people. Imagine starting a party from dawn, and taking it to evening. Even with the day now being dark Elizabeth had a suspicion that these people were not stopping soon. '.... Truly being old does not mean being dead…' Elizabeth muses, trailing her eyes along the crowd. As she looked around she realized that it was not just old people around. Particularly the ground younglings she found. It was not just the fact that they were young but it was actually one of them that caught Elizabeth's eyes.

Miriam took another deep breath before continuing. “You see… Elizabeth was going through a lot. She lost her parents at a very young age and we grew up together in the orphanage. When she was 18, the orphanage had to send her and other people of her age out, including myself, because there was no longer space.” There was another pause as she was lost in memory. “We did everything and anything we could to survive. To people, we were irresponsible. But to us, we were just trying to live.”

If that was really a joke. Elizabeth was astonished and confused at the same time. But as usual, Johnny wasn’t at all confused, at least until he was able to properly understand what he found out. “Did you hear, Johnny? This girl in the elf family is 638 years old.” The boy watched the adult elves very carefully and was so excited about their elegant way of behaving, moving ... of being like an elf. He ignored what Elizabeth told him, so hypnotized by those elves’ way of life. “Johnny ...” the girl grabbed him by the sleeve. The elf girl Pmyrie is 638 years old,” Elizabeth continued, when she saw the boy looking straight in her eye.

Without second thoughts, she ran down to meet her. "What took you so long, aunt!" Aunt Elizabeth turned abruptly. She had an anxious look plastered on her face. "Céline, you need to mind the way you ambush me and raise your voice around here. I'm getting old, and it's not good for my health." Céline rolled her eyes. "You never fail to remind me, aunt. Besides, you act like you are 100 or something. You're just 65." "Just? No, young lady, you aren't going to make that a small deal. Not everyone sticks around till then."

These two complete my life and Sometimes I wish Elizabeth was here to see this day because she has always wanted siblings. The kids and I still celebrate her birthday and they consider her as their big sister. And on that day we buy her favourite cake and have it for dessert. The kids always write her letters hopefully that she'll receive them in heaven. FLASHBACK WHEN ELIZABETH WAS PUSHED THREE WEEKS LATER Elizabeth was drowning her body got carried away by the strong current of the water. Her body was thrown over a waterfall and it slowly started floating away. The route of water drifted her body to a nearby village somewhere in the forest where people established a small tribe into their

"There's no one else. You know that as well as I do. There's just Nora and Sabrina, and they're both too old. They won't want to look at their saggy shit." Elizabeth interjects. "What about that new girl you send on errands? The one whose cousin died. She isn't old," Elizabeth points out. She rarely looks at the girl, but she's seen enough. The truth is, there's something about her that's very cynical. She doesn't buy the politeness. Something there smells fishy, but Damien disagrees. That's what bothers her most. Ethan shakes his head. "Out of the question. And what are you still doing here, Elizabeth? Don't you have someplace else to be?"