The Elf of Elthiad

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Summary

Born and raised a princess Royal, Aphrael Navarre lives the life people only dream of. But Aphrael is unlike them and in fact loathes her life. After a heated debate with he father Aphrael decides to run away into the Forest of Cunning. Follow her into this magical and enchanted tale of romance, hate, mysteries, and magic in this exciting book!!

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
2
Rating
5.0 1 review
Age Rating
13+

Elthiad

Elthiad is a large kingdom full of joy and song. It is full of a native creature-the elves. We are joyous loving creatures whom are quick and nimble, but as strong as orcs. Unlike most places are kingdom is only made of wilderness. Never shall we destroy our lands with the bricks and tar people call home. Are land stretches east from Mygramor all the way to Fryx. But people do not know this, only recently have people figured out we have our own lands but they have yet to know where. My Father, The Elven King Drysogmir. Has raised me as a child and has governed this land for more than 400 years. He has held the throne through wars and battles. He has even made Elthiad a safe haven for elves where none shall be mistreated. I envy his prowess and woe, but nay my tale is yet to be told. In Elthiad there are many races of elves, coming from all over the world. We have magic elves, ancient elves, woodland elves, and even elves bread to battle. But I am unlike them for I am the rarest Elf, I am the Kona Elf. I am the only Kona elf in Elthiad. I wish it otherwise though, I am not special at all compared to the rest of the elves. I have no magic, no powers, no supernatural strength, or anything as such. I am merely and plainly a normal elf. But unlike me my father is a Fype Elf. The second rarest, and strongest elf in Elthiad. There are only 13 Fypes in Elthiad. They are all rulers or governors of the land though and were bread also to be generals. But home is home, and my home is Elthiad.