Earthquake In The Elven Continent
Alfheim, Elven Continent.
At the top of the World Tree.
"My dear…"
Golden locks cascaded down a seductive mature elf's tempting curves as the rays of golden hour settled in on them.
Standing before her was a beautiful young lady with pointy ears, resembling totally like her.
The two's emerald eyes focused on each other as their white and golden royal attire slowly swayed along the breeze.
Agalea gently held her daughter's face and smiled softly. "…mama will be gone for a while."
"Mama…" Alea called out with tears in her eyes.
Agalea slowly wiped the tears from the corner of Alea's eyes and continued, "I know this is hard on you and mama doesn't want to part ways either. However, this is something mama must do."
Alea's lips curled into a sad smile as she heard that.