Axelle was confused to the bone. He blinked his eyes under his fringe and tilted his head.
Did someone from the Elven continent come to the Roane Region?
Who is this someone? My nanny, or? But my nanny is way older than me...she shouldn't be travelling across continents.
Axelle vaguely remembered that when he was kicked out of the Elven continent, it was just recently.
For 100+ years, he had been living in the Elven continent but was never living in the core country, the one full of high-ranking elves and the royal.
If anything, he was forced to live in a small country full of mixed-breed elves of the lowest rank.
Of course, he was living his best life as a royal until the day of awakening, when he was 10 years old…
His impure blood was discovered, and that's the start of his misery.
