I curse quietly, pulling the hood of my cloak deeper. If someone here finds out I am an elf, I am so doomed... I try to stay away from the busy streets of this bustling village. I didn't even think of what I will do, once I am away from fathers grasp and this marriage he arranged me. I mutter under my breath: At least I won't be marrying that... I keep muttering. I don't really pay attention to where I'm going, just trying to blend in. Pretty much impossible, thanks to my height.
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