Chapter 49 [Black Hair and Golden Eyes, Boy, name Altair]
Karl wandered through the market, his feet carrying him on a serendipitous journey without a fixed destination in mind. Yet, his eyes were ever-vigilant, drinking in the splendor of the Elven surroundings. He was mesmerized and blushed by the ethereal beauty of the Elves, their delicate features, and lithe forms seemingly chiseled from the very essence of moonlight.
Their captivating presence was like a gentle breeze on a summer's day, soothing and enchanting. Every gesture, every movement, seemed to be a testament to their harmonious connection with nature and each other. Love and laughter filled the air, a sweet melody that resonated deep within Karl's soul.
