Chapter 13

It was morning in the Human realm of Terrania. People bustled about, busy with their own lives. But the news of Greywing's arrival had spread like wildfire, and whispers filled the air as curiosity overtook them. The marketplace near the Terranian Border was packed, and everywhere people were discussing Luna Fireheart.

Suddenly, the sound of a horse's neigh echoed from the passage. Elion, the Elven Prince, entered the realm, riding regally on his horse. He pulled to a stop near the crowd, dismounted with a fluid grace, and scanned the onlookers.

"Has anyone seen Luna Fireheart?". He demanded, his voice cutting through the chatter like a blade.

A ripple of excitement moved through the crowd. "It's the Elven Prince!". They whispered, eyes wide with awe and wariness. Some murmured their judgments under their breath.

Elion scowled, clearly annoyed. "Ugh, humans and their incessant judging". He muttered, his tone dripping with disdain. Then, louder, "I ASKED A QUESTION!".

His voice boomed
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