“In other words, because Claire wasn’t born the way we elves are—from a mother’s womb or the Sacred Tree—she bears something called the World’s Curse?”
Yelido asked as he walked toward the Sacred Tree through the rear gate of the royal capital.
He had returned to Blossom less than a day earlier. Since he had spent all of yesterday’s energy in a furious argument with Fia, he had not had time to deal with many matters. Only now was he finally getting around to them.
One such matter was the Sacred Tree’s sprouting and the fact that no one...
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