Chapter 126: Gem For Gold?
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Cilv nimbly climbed up a tree and out of sight from an approaching group. After losing Ger, Ronan and Axel, the shapeshifter’s priority was to get rid of the gemstone. Stealing the gem did not occur to her, even after Evanna provided a detailed report on how it worked along with the documentation with the instructions. But then an opportunity arose, and with the princess gone, she was left with three guys she could handle.
Selling that gemstone might keep her settled for a while. She could get a cottage in the woods somewhere. Maybe she could go north to Hatherland; it was not strict with magic nor creatures. Their only issue was with the elves and any kingdom that did not bend to their will. But did that mean there were more people like her? Did she want to run into them?
Cilv crouched down and held onto the branch she was perched on. Her hood covered her hair and mask half her face. She smirked as her thoughts went back to Evanna. The princess was probably the only one who could defeat her, and if their blades ever crossed again, she wondered if there would be no hesitation in killing her. After all, she did take a precious gemstone from her. But she took her chances.
Evanna was in the hands of the Flori now, and if they didn’t know who she was by now or had not tortured/killed her, then they would soon. Even though the princess seemed to do well on the road, she had a goal, and that was the gemstone for her mother. This most likely kept her sane from sleeping on the ground. Evanna was used to a life of luxury, so it would not be long until she caved. Would there be another war between the elves and humans because of this?
She shrugged; it didn’t matter to her. Whatever happens, she would stay away from it all.
Cilv narrowed her eyes at the group and jumped down from such a height, and blocked the way of the twenty elves on white horses. The first horse was pulled back and calmed down by the elf, which calmed it at the sudden appearance of the masked person.
"I will give you one chance to move. If you wish to live, I suggest you take it," The elf with long black hair on the first horse said softly. It was chilling really at how polite he sounded to such a threat; his voice did not go with his sharp blue eyes and cunning grin.
"I have something you might be interested in," Cilv said calmly and revealed the gem, holding it up into the light.