Our Hero Flint the Archivist chimes in about the label. Actually, Elves do not like being called by this reference. It’s akin to saying, someone with big ears is a different species.

However, for simplicities sake, we will start this story off some where in the Jackata District inside a small place, inside a princess’s room, in the safe confines of The Deep Palace, where the princess is clearly hiding something, she should not. Yahjin was having super in the great hall, her mother announced, your father has an announcement. ‘He always has some sort of announcement’, Yahjin grumbled. Deep in the dark recesses of the castle. Jin is hiding a boy she has taken from another world. Not a meaning any harm and wanting a play pal she has no comprehension of the gravity of the act she committed.) “No Dorim, Jin was saying, stay under here and stay quiet. I will bring you more food”. “Coming Mother”, Jin called. Sweeping out of her play room and into a grand hallway she could see faint light at the end of the hall. Walking into it, she burst into a large dinning area with a table and six people sitting around it. Her father was at the head. Just before she would sit down and reached the chair her mother asked, “What had kept her from helping set the table?” As she always assisted her mother. “Oh, I had taken up painting”, Jin lied. “Splendid” her Uncle Mordin said, “I would like to see a finished piece”. Mordin cleared his throat. ‘Now down to important business. Right before dinner arrives, I wanted to tell everyone what’s new in the high castle. They have agreed to lower the trade amount on Loroem, the magic crystals, so, every house will have that much more money to spread out. The second Uncle Ronik grumbled, “We barely have enough to feed our people now. Come now Kelfore was saying, “Rony the Whitewalls are fair and just”, said the King.’ Is it fair and just to starve our live stock? At the same time, I’m not wanting to ruin the party, but has anyone wondered what the floating city looks like”, asked Uncle Mordin. “I’ve never been Prince Kelfore”, Jins father answered. ‘Its beauty is beyond measure. Flanked by cities on mountain tops, it consistently transports goods and animals for trade. All manner of trade in flying animals has been successful there’. Naryin, Jins mother said, “Don’t go filling Jinnies head with all that fluff, last time you did, she built a tiny castle and tried to drop it out the window”. “I will not travel there any time soon”, the Dark King mentioned. “Also Nary, I only traveled there because Kelfore is my rightful brother. He said once the civil war has died down, he will take all of you”. “It’s been 8 years”, Jin pointed out not seeming pleased. Aunt Winer pipped up; “I too would like to go”. Jin tired of this and asked to be excused, instantly running back to her room. She really loves painting Aunt Winer said, her mom looked questioningly, she never did art before she thought to herself.

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