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"Please save me. He will kill me." She whispered and Allias froze. She let go of the king in a hurry as the soldier finally reached them. She smiled brightly, concealing her terrified expression. "Please rest and call me if you need everything." Mira said before she left. 

"The room is not that bad." Theseus said as he sat on the king sized bed. It had silk sheets, colored in a dark green color while the sky of the bed had paintings of the sky and the stars. There were two nightstands on the sides and a boudoir made of heavy dark wood with an enormous mirror. The bathroom was spacious too, with a bathtub that could fit in three people, shaped like an egg. 

Allias sat on the bed, not paying any mind to the room, he didn't care about it at the moment, after he heard that girl, after he had seen her eyes, the terror in them while her small body shook. There was something terribly wrong here, and the center was this lord, this overly happy and excited elf.