"Today we celebrate the life of the Young Sophie Foster" said a booming voice, echoing over the crying crowd. I spotted people trying to hold in sobs and sniffles everywhere.
They had no idea I'd killed her. That I was the one who placed poison in her drink, stopping Elwin from healing her.
Alden had fled after the murder. Coward. But I had stayed, never to be caught.
Bye bye Sophie I thought as my name was called. The name the elves world would never learn was behind the murder.
Councillor Emery.
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Match Made In Hell, A Soalden story
RomanceNever thought you could find a ship worse then Sophorkle well plz welcome DRUMROLL PLEASE -Cue Drumroll- Soalden In this fic I shall completely destroy your faith in humanity. Plz continue. Also contains mentions of Sophiana
