She suddenly felt guilty for judging her. Hearing Leona’s story shocked her slightly, she had no idea that she’d gone through anything like that in the slightest. She seemed so put together and generally neutral when she’d approached Scarlett. She shook her head. “When I lost my parents, everything felt fake.” She laughed slightly. “My world. Nothing seemed real. It's a lingering feeling, really. But I have to be strong.” She nodded, as her oracle lit up with notifications. “I’ve come too far to just, doubt myself.” She mumbled. Leona smiled brightly, and nodded. “I suppose.”
Almost abruptly, the heavy noise of a door being slid open and an annoying alarm, had pierced the ears and stole the silence of many of the Vampric students that were in the dragonplane. There stood a very short man with bright pink hair, tiny wings, and pointed ears.
He wore a tight violet blazer with matching velvet dress-pants. He was an elf. Scarlett had never visited an area where the Vampric weren’t the dominant race. It was odd to see an elf. She remembered reading how they had the ability to shrink to the size of a grain.
He scratched over his fat nose and sneezed. He held his head high, blowing the yellow horn that stood in his left arm. The sound was beautiful, and reminded Scarlett of the dreams she’d have about living a perfect life. Where her stepmother would sing to her when she was smaller. Everything seemed to be better in the past.
“Evening, Vampric soldiers. I am one of the royal chancellors.” The elf said. “Welcome to Endlaysha.” She could feel the chaos that was about to meet her.
TO BE CONTINUED.
1|Elizabeth Hawkins
