As night descended, Samantha took her seat on a wooden bench that was situated just outside the elderly elf's home. The night sky sparkled with stars, and the distant laughter of elves filled the air, echoing through the enchanted glade– it made Samantha wonder if other places in the southern Kingdom were this welcoming… or was it just them? Being here and receiving such conviviality from the elven clan, she wouldn't want a war to break in and destroy the happiness that had been built here.