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“Aeriah,” Jena moved a little closer to the elf, “Kyr is very happy. She doesn’t believe you are evil. If she did, then perhaps something inside her would be dark…and she wouldn’t be as friendly or outgoing. As for me, I have…certain concerns as well…” The amulet around Jena’s neck was warming her, it was glowing brightly, and she sensed Aeriah could also feel its warmness, if for no other reason than her close distance to him. “I have a dark past…one that I often wish to forget. My parents are…..well....shall we say” Jena paused, uncertain if she should continue…but she did and did not care what happened immediately afterwards or days from now. “my parents were murdered four years ago.”
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