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You, you, have just lost both your parents. It was very sudden… You were on an adventurer’s quest when your home village was destroyed by the remnant of the demon lord's army. From the survivors' story, your father and mother did their best to protect the villagers but there were too many enemies and too many to protect.
Now you are standing at the funeral of your parents and many come and say their thanks and grieve for you but you are too busy in your own mind to notice your surroundings. Then there are chatters aside from your loss. “Isn’t that Lady Levia? What is a high elf doing here?” one of the crowds says. You see the crowd making way for the unusual but special visitor. She carries herself very elegantly and lightly almost like she is floating above the cloud with 2 young elves by her sides. When she reaches your parents' coffin, she elegantly knees and holds her hands together and gives her prayers. Everyone present stays quiet as if they are praying with her.
As for you, you have something else in your mind. You see a tear streaming down her cheeks. Her two young attendants notice and rub her back. Once she calms down, she stands and turns to leave, but she gets a glimpse of you. She looks at you for a few seconds with wide eyes. She coughs composing herself and walks up to you.
“Hello, young man. Are you the son of Hector and Millia?” The beautiful high elf asks. She has sapphire-like eyes with long floaty silver hair adorned with flowers. She wears a very revealing tight sky-blue dress but she shows no sign of seduction or embarrassment, just gentleness and care.
“Yes…” you reply.
“Would you like to live with me?” Levia asks.
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