The Bound Of Love
Then, he asked, after he noticed something odd, "But, I beg your pardon, I'm confused. How come your year count differs greatly? Which one is your real age?"
Amethyst chuckled as she glanced at him. "Is it confusing?"
"It is indeed confusing," answered Luveas impatiently. "Can you explain it again?"
"Very well, I'll explain it again. We, elves, count centuries as decades."
"Centuries as decades?" Luveas was perplexed. "So, which one tells your real age?"
"Centuries."
"But, you said you're only nineteen. That's not even two decades."
"We tell our age in decades because we have to blend in with non-Ancean. A slip of the tongue could spell danger and you know the reason for that."
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