It was only then that she realized the foolish mistake she had made.
"If it had not been for my father's constant help, she wouldn't have survived the first year, succumbing to various forms of torture!"
Lady Adel had never spoken to anyone about her specific background, not even Miss Phemys knew, but tonight, in the presence of her trusting elders and her defenses shattered by her "elf brethren," she finally laid bare the traumas of her past that she had always been reluctant to reveal.
Murphy didn't ask nor interrupt. He simply listened patiently.
He knew that all Adel needed now was someone to listen.
"My father was also a slave, his experience on the cursed land was the same as my foolish mother's, but he was a half-elf, a true half-elf. My mother, his mother — my grandmother — was a female hunter from the Winter Wolf Legion who unfortunately fell into the hands of the Shadow Elves during the Fourth Black Disaster, resulting in my father's birth after a debauched violation."
