บท 43: It's very sad story

Yes, just standing there make her feels painful.

The aura around the Elven King is so dreadful to the darkness.

There's no place for even a hint of darkness or decay in the Elven kingdom.

Yes, what Xaen said is all true.

I want to shake my head and refuse, but I don't want to see Xaen's discomfort.

If I were to cry in Xaen's arms, if I were to kneel and beg him, Xaen would definitely feel uncomfortable.

I want to pull my hand out of Xaen's hand, but I find myself unable to leave Xaen's hand.

"Xaen... Can I stay here?" her voice was very timid, and her cornflower-blue eyes filled with love.

"Do you want to stay...? You can," Xaen replied softly.

The girl revealed a shy smile.

Starting from her withered hands, her skin and flesh slowly turned to ash, even her hair followed suit, carried by the gentle wind of the evergreen glade forest forest, and dispersing within the ruins.