Book 3: Prologue
When I woke up the next day, I could feel something pressing down on my arm. When I went to look, I saw mom’s black hair messily sprawled by my side. She was deep asleep as she hugged my arm. She was holding my hand so I couldn’t get it out even if I wanted to.
Her breathing was very stable and the corner of her mouth was turned upwards into a smile. As a human, she couldn’t help me last night, but she did what a mother should, and that was to stay by my side.
Mom stayed by my side all last night and recounted the past. I can’t imagine how bloody the war was, but I had a rough guess based on what mom told me. I had no idea I was stained with so much blood. I’m afraid that it would take me several lifetimes to repay those who lost their lives for me. Countless humans and elves died fighting for the sake of my mothers’ anger. It truly was a pointless war.
And the agreement they signed wasn’t one that solved all their problems. The agreement was formed on the foundation that they both realised that both of them were necessary.
They might have considered the war over, but their hatred and vengeful thoughts for one another were yet to be settled. I’m afraid that there are both elves and humans who wish to continue the war from ten years ago.
Mom thought I was asleep but I actually woke up early on and silently listened to her tell me about the past. The story really makes you feel helpless. Perhaps their love would’ve been accepted if humans and elves had communicated with each other right from the start. Perhaps then, Vyvyan and Elizabeth wouldn’t be enemies but close relatives instead. And if that were the case, then Troy would’ve had a perfect family too.
But I probably wouldn’t exist if that happened, right?
Is there no chance for elves and humans to get along? I’m not being distrustful and making cynical presumptions about humanity, but I know that the elves are kind. If they could understand one another, a war could probably be avoided.
But…that’s just my guess.