With a sigh full of regret and sorrow, Aurdis turned her body around and walked back into the palace grounds.
Leaving the garden where a sweet experience that still leaves a pleasant mark on her took place.
Aurdis walked with vacant eyes. Her hand moved to caress her bare arm.
Aurdis had just felt cold when Erend's warmth was no longer touching her skin. It was a sad feeling as cold as this late-night air.
She walked past the palace's white paving which had holes in several places.
Apart from that, there is also debris scattered around.
Even with the Magic abilities of the Elves, they still couldn't clean up this mess after so many days.
That's because they are busy grieving, crying over their family members, lovers, or friends who died at Laston's hands.
Thus, Aurdis didn't have them rush to deal with the damage. Let them grieve first until their tears run out, only then will they be able to start working again.
