While the decision weighed heavily on everyone, it also instilled a glimmer of hope in the elves.
Beyond the Central Mountains, the territories of humans and elves met.
Many elves lived within human society, but invariably, they were either slaves captured by humans or half-elves who had grown up among them, lacking the elven culture and faith.
Sebastian's mission was to find a land truly suitable for the elven race.
Moreover, to address Luna's curse, Sebastian intended to delve back into human society in search of a cure.
After departing the grand Presbyterianism, Sebastian made his way directly to where Luna lay dormant.
Encased in ice, Luna remained in that same position, tears staining her exquisite cheeks, reminiscent of a fragile porcelain doll too painful to gaze upon.
"Luna..." Sebastian whispered with a sigh.
