Beneath the Aivar tree I pace will you be here today?
My thoughts ever a mirror, constantly reflecting the anxiety and anticipation I feel
The winds blow through its fiery red leaves, like a swirling dance of ups and downs -just like my beating heart.
You come, waltzing through the leaves, their crackling like a joyous herald. Once more you sit upon that branch we shared.
Even though your face mirrors your worries, you remain ever radiant.
My eyes fill with tears as I stand before you. A scant two days have passed, I reach forth to touch your sallow face, but my hands find no purchase
Only the red of the Aivar can bear you tight
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The autumns Aivar tree boasted a red hue akin to fire. As they blew in the wind, their vibrant colour danced like flames. Of the numerous legends the Nature Elves had of this beautiful sight, most had to do with love.
The Nature Elves had always put the pursuit of love foremost in their lives, partially because they were afforded the luxury to do so. Unlike humans and their fraught lives, they spent their days in freedom, sensitive to the emotions of those around them. They were a race of romance.
Under the leadership of Andassis the Seventh, I was treated to a tour of the royal gardens, where all sorts of strange flowers awaited me at every turn, each more breathtaking than the other.
However, they werent just for show either.
Some were medicinal. Some were edible a very strange word to be associated with the royal garden, but they were definitely edible, though not often consumed.
Im surprised your short lives are even capable of comprehending a word of such prodigious length.
Short lives? Is she calling him short-lived? That guard has to at least be an Eight-star, judging by his aura. Humans have a lifespan of about a couple hundred to three hundred years at that point. The variance, mostly to do with how well they look after their lives. That doesnt seem very short to me?
But, I guess, when compared to the average lifespan of five hundred of a normal nature elf, three hundred isnt much. A powerful nature elf can even live up to a thousand easily. Calling him short-lived must be how they flaunt their pride as a long-lived race
Still, that was just toxic Seems like that lady is trouble, in a number of ways.
Baku, you mustnt be rude to the lady. Before the situation escalated any further, Andassis the Seventh finally stepped in to break the two up. Faced with a direct order from his liege, the scarred bodyguard had no choice but to swallow his anger and retreat behind his liege.
However, that didnt stop the female elf from showing her disdain even further. And to my great surprise, the king did not seem to mind at all this definitely wasnt just any old elf.
After placating his irate bodyguard, Andassis the Seventh exchanged a few more words with the female elf, though she did not care very much for his words.
At that point, the almost-masochistic king turned around and smiled sheepishly in my direction.
Lady Mo Na, let me introduce you. This is Lady Redleaf, the tender of this garden.
Greetings, my name is Mo Na. I was more than ready to be insulted as I unflinchingly gave out my daughters name. It wasnt like my gender being mistaken was anything new at this point. Why fight the inevitable?
Yet to my surprise
Greetings, Im Aivar Redleaf. Her eyes practically shone as she proclaimed, What a beautiful girl! Even amongst us Nature Elves, you wouldnt easily find such a pure and beautiful girl
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