Lucia sat in the window seat of her sitting room, rolling a glass of red wine back and forth in her hands. Not much of it actually, for she had entirely too much work to do, but she needed something to soothe her tightly-strung nerves.
Even the days she'd spent lying in bed in unbelievable pain had not seemed as long and difficult as this one, though the reasons were completely different.
Why did important things always happen so quickly? She crawled and crawled to reach a certain point in her life, and when she finally reached it, the moment was suddenly gone in the snap of her fingers.
She arrived in Elven Kingdom almost three years ago anticipating her life would change for the better. But instead she'd spent several years training to be the person she could ever be, but later on c
