Role

Chapter 3

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convenience she shortened it to Zontuk. And her name? Illiasaria.

Their connection deepened with time, and a point came when he
wished to take her as his mate. He looked expectantly as she
looked at her feet, face downcast. 'I cannot,' she said. 'Though
my feelings for you are great, my father would never allow it. I
am heir to his bloodline magic, and he would never allow me to be
with anyone outside the magi, much less someone not of elven
descent.'

'Does what want! One life, live! No waste! Regret!' he cried, and
stuck a chord in her heart. Faith renewed, she took him to seek
her father's blessings.

'What?! You want to be married to this... this thing?! He's a
half-breed! You will not dilute our powers by such a union! Our
ancestors have not, and certainly you will not break our
tradition! And to a beast! What are you thinking?!'

'He is not a beast, Father! I never wished to be heir! Let Brother
be heir to your legacy!'

'Magic flows most strongly within you, and you are the chosen one
to keep our blood strong. I will not let you associate with such
filth! Guards, throw this animal out and make sure I never see it
again! Never!'

With that, they dragged him kicking and shouting 'Does what
wants!' from the gates of the palace, and slashed him and left him
for dead.