Maylana would never be able to forget this day in her life.
After the veil had been broken against all odds, she had finally told the little kid the truth.
Her wailing had been one of the loudest in the entire area, and Maylana had had to resist the urge to cry, too.
She even felt partly responsible. Maybe, if she wasn't there…her bad luck might not have rubbed onto this little elf who looked so adorable even when she was crying her heart out.
Maylana tried and tried to help her calm down, but she knew just how it felt to lose parents at an age when a child could understand what it meant. She had gone through the same thing, but she still didn't know what to say to console the little elf.
There really was nothing that could be said at this moment to ease her suffering.
It was only after the little elf saw the stoic face of the King of Lanthanor, their savior, did she pause her crying and stand up from the side of the bodies of her parents.
