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Jena frowned at the mention of Galein’s fiancé. If one was not paying attention to her at the exact moment, they would have missed the slight jealous flicker in her eye. “Wouldn’t she have lost her memories as well? How could she remember that she was to be wed to you and how could she have the right to mess with you like that?” Jena shook her head. “She certainly can’t expect you to hurry to see her when she makes you weak and famished.” Jena just did not understand her position. Never in her life had she met a woman who wished to harm others. “All the woman in my life: my mother, the female elves that cared for me, and the other human females I grew to know…..were all gentle, caring, and motherly to the males in their lives. I just do not understand…she’s jealous….of what?" Jena was a young, innocent, caring young woman, and she could not for the life of her understand the intention of the other woman to injure the elf she was to be married to.
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