Elora and Eroan sat in their chambers and Eroan sat down beside his wife in their sofa in their chambers and sighed. Eroan had been very distant the last months and Elora wondered what was really going on and if something was wrong. Eroan took a deep breath and sighed. "Elora, there's something I need to tell you," he began sadly. Elora looked at him worriedly. "What is it?," she asked worriedly. Eroan turned to her sadly and gently took her hand. "I wish I could have told you this after Talindra's hundredth birthday instead of now," he admitted and sighed. Elora looked up at him in concern. "What is it?," she asked worriedly and Eroan sighed. "I've been hearing the call of the sea for a few months now and I don't know for how much longer I can resists its call," he admitted, "I don't want to leave our daughter to rule as such a young age," And Elora swallowed and pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly. "Even if you need to sail, I will be there when you leave," and Eroan's hugged his wife, crying. And Elora held him tightly. But she as long as she lived, The Light Elves Dynasty would not fall and neither would Lustillia.
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~The Hidden Enemy~
FantasyElora gives birth to a son near the end of the year 398 of The Fourth age. When The Feast of Light is held in Lustillia, Daren attempts to assassinate Elora and Elora must fight an enemy she could never imagine wanting to kill her. [Book 5 of The Li...
