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After a seemingly calm and silent day, the next day arrived quite quickly, the morning sun rose above the skies like always, the people of the Port City seemed more depressed than ever before, knowing that their nation had fallen so much, and even more, as the news about the victims of the Rosenheim Dukedom spread, despair was perhaps the only thing in their hearts now.
The King was dead, the Queen, his concubines, and his children were all in a coma, and there were hundreds of thousands of other people in a similar situation right now. An Archdemon had been posing as their King perhaps for several years, and the people had completely lost their trust with the royal family now.
The prideful elves that had never considered abandoning their continent had now begun to consider escaping this falling continent, now riddled with beasts and demons, and go to the human continent or perhaps the other two continents, which seemed to be in a much better state.
It was saddening, that the elven kind had became a dying race after they used to be a great and powerful nation, in only ten years, their entire continent fell...
Although the Summoner was here, nobody knew if they could ever and truly free a whole continent, it was something that nobody could ever do.
The Archdemon possessing the King was defeated, but so what? To the people, who had not seen any of such things, it didn't feel like such a huge feat.
Perhaps they were being hypocrite, but after facing the slow extinction of their kind and the destruction of their beloved continent, what else could the elves ever think now?
They were full of despair, sorrow, and bitterness...
Yet there was someone that was trying to look up to the future, Elfriedden, who had just woken up, opening his eyes to find Rosenheim sleeping at his side, cuddling with him.
He smiled gently, she was still a bit sick and weak, but had recovered her appetite and was able to walk around, mostly to go to the bathroom. He had helped her take a bath too, so she seemed much more recovered.
"Rosenheim..."
He sighed, hugging her tightly from behind, feeling her warmth.
Just two days ago he had thought everything was over, yet she was here now, recovering.
He tried to resist crying again, as he looked into the sky of the window.
"The people must be restless right now... I wouldn't blame them if they wanted to leave the continent..."
"Do you think so?"
Suddenly, Rosenheim answered.
"Eh? You were awake?"
"But I would rather also sleep with you at my side!" she complained, dragging him back to the bed, and hugging him, without letting him go.
"Hahah, well, if you insist..." Elfriedden laughed, kissing her. "Let's laze around another hour..."
"Hmm..."
Rosenheim cuddled over Elfriedden's chest, groaning a bit.
"I miss my spirits..."
"..."
Elfriedden didn't knew exactly what to say here, elves saw spirits as their family, to suddenly lose them was like losing a precious sibling, sometimes even like losing a child.
To Rosenheim it was the latter, her spirits were raised by her tenderly and with much love and attention, to lose them suddenly, it was very painful.
To think she would never caress her adorable Pegasus soft feathers, to pat his head and feel the warmth of his body as she rode over his wide back. Find exclusive stories on m_v l|e-novelhall.net
That she would never get to interact with him again, her friend, her guardian, her child...
"I know you do," he sighed. "I know it's painful... I'm sorry."
"Hmm..." Rosenheim only tightened her hug, as she resisted the impulse to cry, closing her eyes, and just wanting to sleep more.
Sometimes people slept to forget things, to relax, to no longer have their finds troubled by many terrible things.
Knock, knock.
Yet the door knocked, and Elfriedden opened his eyes again, right before he almost fell asleep.
"Y-Yes?"
"Elfriedden, are you awake? Your mother... She woke up just now!"
It was Cattalina's voice.
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