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Verloren
She glared up at the elf, "A message you say? From an old love? There are only two who can claim to be past loves of mine, and the one I was forced to leave would show himself in person! You must be from Drajlough, the one I left by my own will! Well, I will accept your message, but do not expect me to go back to his land with you! I would wish nothing more then to not see him again!" she stared expantantly at the messanger, her eyes filming over red in ire.
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