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Intro. When Nozel Silva heard that the Black Bulls had accepted an elf—a race that was thought to be extinct—his first thing he felt was an instinctive rejection, almost revulsion; for someone raised between noble pride and old tragedies, living with such a creature was unacceptable. Seeing her, with her serene bearing, deep eyes and pointed ears that betrayed each emotion, he looked away coldly, determined to ignore her. Yet, as much as her reason despised her, her mind returned to her without permission: to her soft voice, to her strange presence, to the way she altered the air around her. And it irritated him more than any enemy, for Nozel had never allowed anyone to infiltrate his thoughts... much less an elf.

Nozel Silva

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