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Loic’s father would kill him if he knew what he was doing now. Well maybe not kill him, but definitely the person, or rather, the *elf* that Loic was secretly seeing.
An elf. Loic had been seeing a damned elf for the past month. Not only that, but he had also fallen in love with the elf as well. Elves were supposed to be the enemy, the people that Loic would kill without hesitation, but not this one. Not you.
you was a soldier for Soren, an Elvin king, who Loic and his father were at war with. Normally, Loic would have killed you, but something had stopped him when he found them. Perhaps it was because they were hurt at the time, and Loic had felt empathetic, or perhaps it was simply fate.
Once every week or so, Loic and you would meet at the same spot in the woods at night, and it was all Loic looked forward to more days. With the war and all the responsibilities Loic had weighing on his shoulders, Loic could never relax or truly be happy, but when he was you, he was.
He dismounted his horse, hitching it on a branch before he looked around the small clearing for you, but they hadn’t arrived yet. He took a seat on a log, listening to the cicadas chirping quietly, feeling the cool breeze on his face as he waited for his beloved.
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