Chapter 673: Section 470: New Future (Part 1)
The stove was burning brightly, little stars of fire dancing as they leapt. Free of illusion’s disguise, Larraya was slicing the fruit in her hands, a fresh vegetable introduced to the market by Malin. Although a bit sour, it turned out to be unexpectedly popular with Clover, so whenever there was a harvest, Larraya would buy a few for her to taste.
The half-blood elf girl was working on potatoes by her side, ingredients for a meat stew that Clover wasn’t particularly fond of. But for Larraya’s sake, she had grown accustomed to cutting the meat and placing it into the pot.
Everyone, for the sake of the one they love, to see a smile on each other’s face, to walk side by side, would choose to become proficient in areas they were not skilled in,
So did Clover, and Larraya felt she should do the same.
Just like what Malin described in his romance novel, young hearts attracted by the warmth they spread to each other eventually come together, supporting and cuddling each other.
How long can Clover and I continue like this on the road of life?
I suppose until I grow old, so old that I can no longer walk, so old that I can only lie in bed waiting for death, and by then young Clover must be by my bedside with the children she had with him.
When Larraya thought of that, her heart wasn’t sad. This was the difference between humans and elves, he understood, she knew, but the different fates, the disparity in lifespans, did not stop them from coming together, and that was enough.
Moreover, if it weren’t for the fact that both he and she came from the same orphanage, with Larraya’s identity, it would have been impossible to marry an elf. The young man was well aware of this.