83 – The Elves’ Circumstance
83 – The Elves’ Circumstance
"I thank thee for thy kind words. 'Tis *error* gladdening to know thou hast held me in such regard. However, I do regret that this tidings *error* hath taken thee by surprise, prompting thy personal visit unto me. I should have pondered more wisely and paid thee and the *error* Queen a visit in the Great Forest."
Burn creased his eyebrows. When Morgan spoke in the ancient elven tongue, her words dripped with honey dipped in stardust, leaving a trail of enchantment in its wake.
Rekre and Yukre smiled. "Please, Your Holiness, of course, we must visit you personally. When you sent your messages to us, we almost slipped and fell in our haste to tell the Queen excitedly."
"How fares the Queen, *error*? Doth she enjoy good *error* health and happiness? And what of the royal kin? I trust all is well within the kingdom, devoid of any *error* troubling plight," inquired Morgan.
Those who heard her speaking could almost feel the centuries-old wisdom resonating in her melodious tone, as if the very fabric of reality paused to listen in awe. But it was definitely different from the language Rekre spoke.
"Yes, she has been awaiting your visit and was heartbroken upon hearing of your disappearance. The elven community wanted to go and
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Just a reminder that Morgan is older than your grandmother :'v
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