Voice: "Many times I want to read your thoughts"
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Eloira delightfully wants to hear her mother, "Which Is what?"
"Peace!" Avia replied simply,
"Peace between this kingdom and other races" She added.
Eloira squeezed her brows, many times she tried to read through her mother's thoughts but she couldn't, "Other race! Why should we make peace with them? They will always be under our feet" She replied almost immediately to her mother,
Succulent smiles sprouted from Avia's face that send a calming gaze at her daughter, Eloira could not resist but smiles in return under the defensive splashing of their swords,
"You see... Werewolves are not as violent as what you think or the notion which you are brought up with?"
