Man took a deep breath and released it heavily. “Verily, this doth appear as a mysterious secret unraveled. How hath the mythical realm but now discovered that the culprit who did vanquish the erstwhile monarerfolk and the unnamed uni was a mere child of eleven summers?”
"Indeed," spake Man, "My lord husband was of humankind, at the tender age of eleven winters or perce twelve, when he itted this egregious deed."
"How did the merfolk, ed by vengeanot seek retribution upon witnessing a mere human stripling sy and partake of their purportedly benevolent king?" inquired Man in bewilderment.
The elves' memories were refreshed when Man referred to the merfolk king as benevolent. The truth was, he wasn’t. To eborate, the king was a tyrant of the seas.
“Oh, perce I fot the tale of a uni… wandering the mortal realm aforetime, preying upon chaste maidens…? For urpose, doth my memory fail…?”
Once again, they were reminded of this particur uni who was notorious for raping virgin women in exge for little to no blessing.
"Ah, aye. Was it not in that era that these creatures, the uni and the merfolk king, ceased their mythical dick-farting?"
In a rare occurrehe octs of the room were graced with a silence so loud that it could have rivaled a thunderbsp;
Man clutched her temples, her knuckles turning a shade of white that could blind if caught in the sunlight just right. It seemed only yesterday she was wallowing ibreak, uo tap into his mind like a psychic hotline, yet managing to piece together a specution solely through the power of her own impeccable memory.
"I fug wept," Man procimed, causing a pall to fall over those assembled in the hall. "My lord and spouse was pelled to uake as drastic te his very being of the Soulnaught Syndrome. At the tender age of eleven, he chose to relinquish his very humanity and ate the flesh of two dirty criminals."
Once more, a wave of shock rippled through the gathered pany.
"Aye, I did not afore disclose the reasons behind his as, did I? Such dire y pelled him. He stood upon the brink of mortality. My husband was dying," Man murmured. "A, I reproached him, for he kept his affli veiled from my knowing gaze."
In the loop, she would go and find the truth herself, preparing for a proper court of justice. And even though she wouldn’t remember the exact detail of this point in time because Burn wasn’t here to witness it, she would e to this clusion the moment she read his mind—unless he decided to hide it.
Certainly, Burn would do something like that. He refused to eborate after she found out until she forced him to tell her after all. But there were things he wouldn’t hide from her.
For example, his one importaion.
She would leave that to the past her ter, and now, she would sincerely yell at them. These tle princesses.
"Thy Holiness, this transgression is indeed grave. We do offer our si apologies for this malevolent accusation. It behooves us to swiftly uake proper measures to redress the harm wrought by this defamation," procimed the chief of the High Elves.
With a chorus of solemn nods, the esteemed elders of the elven society aowledged the gravity of the situation, fully versed i of reputation ma among the mythical s.
Iricate tapestry of this mystical realm, The Holiness stood as a revered erstone. Her tireless efforts had preserved the delicate harmony among the diverse species and creatures, a legacy spanning tless ages. The time had e for them to repay her selfless deeds in kind.
The incredulity alpable as they pohe absurdity of beling her husband a demon, a being supposedly indulging in a diet of mythical kihe sheer audacity of such a cim was as baffling as it was ical, a farcical twist.
"But that's—!" Nahwu suddenly excimed.
Immediately, everyouro her. Frowns were an uatement. Now, they looked displeased with her presence.
"That's the same man who attacked the outsiders before they could even expin their peaceful purpose for visiting our realm!" She tinued passionately, "Three years ago, he mercilessly destroyed them, causing irreparable harm. He's an unprovoked monster!"
Nahwu's voice grew more assertive. "I refuse to believe the narrative that he roteg our realm. The outsiders were a mighty civilization with advaeology. How could one man single-handedly obliterate them uhey posed no threat in the first pce?"
She added with thick sarcasm, "And to top it off, by sheer ce, he killed two criminals who happeo be the cure for his illness, and thus he vely e them—"
SLAP!
Nahwu fell to the side.
Among all the people present, she didn’t expect that the one who silenced her with a resounding sp was her own beloved sister.
Princess Shorof prostrated herself before Man, beseeg, "Please, Your Holiness, extend your most benevolent mercy. My sister is young and ignorant."
The elders rose from their seats, their expressions clouded with shame. It seemed that at that moment, they finally grasped the depth of ignorance festering within the younger geion, all brought to light by the words of their youthful princess.
She, in her wisdom, had graciously exposed their offspring, the promising youths and the future of their unity, to a theatrical farce.
The intricate web of academia and its political entas was far too perilous for the pure and guileless after all. Inkia had ingeniously maniputed their children into a state of bewildered submission, leading them astray from rationality and on sense.
This corruption unequivocally stemmed from outsiders meddling in the affairs of royals and nobles. But how dare they touch the tender saplings of the elven race? How, as the esteemed elders of the elven realm, could they have permitted such a dest into folly to take pce?
As those intriguing thoughts took root in their minds, Man, with a nont air, shifted her focus elsewhere.
The young human boy, a quiet observer, calmly assisted Nahas still reeling in shock. Gently lifting her from the ground, he offered his support.
Approag the two, Man observed the human boy keeping his gaze lowered, a heavy silence coating the room once more.
Despite expectations of a sharp retort towards the sed princess, Man surprised everyone by ining her body and reag towards the human boy—his ear, to be specific.
YANK!
“Ah!”
Lo's startled excmation filled the room as a device was forcefully removed from his ear.
Reizing the device as a transtion tool akin to Burn's, Man turned her gaze to Lo, a sly hum pying ione, "Ah, the one who graciously added elven too the outsiders' linguistic repertoire, I presume?"
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