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... enty-five years was only the average patience of the other races. That wasn’t even the limit.
Because in truth, the elves had once secluded themselves for more than one hundred fifty years.
One. Hundred. Fifty.
Screw dignity—Riley, the fragile human aide, collapsed onto the floor as the weight of that number pummeled him into despair.
The immediate thought in his mind, after missing his family, wasn’t lofty or noble. It wasn’t about history or legacy or duty.
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