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Hunting Down the Last Elf

[Mature content. No rape] ____________________ "Mr. Archer!" She hurried her footsteps after the cop, who seemed to have already memorized the way out of the small two-story house. "It's Adrien, not Archer," he said, not bothering to turn around and look at her as he turned the door knob. "Fine." She rolled her eyes. "We need to talk, " she said, following him out of the house and closing the door behind her. "I had enough time to spend with a dunderhead like you," she heard him say, and she fumed. "How dare you?!" She fisted her palm furiously as she saw him walk past the little gate. "You son of a chameleon!".... ________ In a world where mythical creatures like werewolves, vampires, and elves exist alongside humans, a long-standing war has left humans living in fear and captivity. Elves, once thriving, have become extinct due to the ongoing conflict. Alicia, the last surviving elf, is raised by Mrs. Anderson, whom she believes to be her biological mother. However, when Alicia confronts a man named Adrien, whom she calls Mr. Archer, tensions rise. Adrien's apparent disdain for Alicia triggers a fiery exchange. Unbeknownst to Alicia, her unique heritage as the last elf will soon become a central focus in a world where mythical beings and humans clash. This story promises intrigue, conflict, and a journey of self-discovery for Alicia as she grapples with her identity and the ongoing strife between mythical creatures and humans.

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The Courtroom [1]

The courtroom doors flung open, showing Adrien's imposing frame as he strode in, his regal bearing demanding respect. Alicia trailed him, her eyes wide with curiosity as she took in the grandeur of the space. Her eyes darted from detail to detail, observing the elaborate furnishings and the expectant expressions on the courtiers' faces.

The cacophonous noise that had filled the air suddenly subsided into a pin-drop quiet as they entered the busy courtroom. The courtiers, standing or seated, looked in the direction of the entrance. Adrien was followed by a sea of eyes, and instead of their initial look of casual conversation, they all acknowledged that the Crown Prince had arrived.

Alicia, aware of the sudden shift, maintained her composure, though the curiosity in her eyes remained unabated. Amidst the anticipation, soft murmurs and whispers swept across the room like wildfire.