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Why all this fuss in the palace?" The elf queen rose from her throne, her demeanor regal yet troubled."I am buried under the notion of being a mestiza," she replied, her voice heavy with disdain. "They are preparing to bring one here." Mestizos were beings that, in the eyes of the elves, should not exist. Kiara's heart sank at the thought. She had always found it hard to believe that any elf would dare to have a child with a human. "A mix of Sophia's daughter with one of them?" Kiara reflected, her mind racing. "She's dead," the queen said, her voice barely above a whisper.Kiara knew how much her mother longed for her sister, how deeply she wished to see her return home, even if she had never voiced it. "What do you plan to do about this?" Kiara pressed, feeling a surge of defiance. "You can't just close your eyes to it." "I don't want to continue discussing this topic, Kiara," the queen snapped. "If Aunt Sophia were alive, it would break her heart to hear your thoughts on this matter." "You know our rules, Kiara.It doesn't matter what status you hold; procreation with a human is forbidden." "If I had a mestiza, would you close your heart to me as well?" Kiara challenged, her voice rising. "Would you leave me by my side?" Without hesitation, the queen replied, "Yes, I would." Kiara felt a wave of disappointment wash over her. "Why did Aunt Sophia leave this kingdom without making a decision? She knew there was no one to trust." "Kiara!" her mother's voice rang out, sharp and commanding. "You don't understand anything." "That's true.I don't understand why it's forbidden to love someone of a different race," Kiara retorted, frustration bubbling within her. "It is prohibited, and that is all you need to know." Kiara hated the darkness that clouded her sister's memory, the unanswered questions that lingered in her heart. She knew her mother's response would be the same: it was a matter of tradition. Shortly after, the queen's assistant entered, bowing respectfully. "Your Majesty, everything is ready." "Then let's go," the queen commanded."Your Majesty, I don't believe it's wise for you to seek out the mestiza personally," the assistant cautioned. "I must go," the queen insisted, her resolve unyielding. Meanwhile, in another part of the palace, Maya was cradling Lissana, who was crying softly. The little girl's cheeks were flushed, and Maya felt a strange urgency in her heart. "This girl has something rare," Maya murmured, her brow furrowed in concern. "What do you mean by 'something rare'?" Cassian asked, his voice laced with worry."I can't quite decipher it," Maya admitted, brushing her fingers gently over Lissana's forehead. "But I feel something unusual." Cassian's anxiety grew as he watched Maya with Lissana, who was now sobbing. "Lissana is sick! Call a doctor!" he shouted, rushing out of the room. Maya remained by Lissana's side, trying to soothe her, but the little girl's cries only intensified. Cassian met his brother Alessandro in the hallway, his face pale and frantic. "What's going on, Cassian?" Alessandro demanded, his heart racing. "It's Lissana..." Cassian gasped, struggling to catch his breath.Alessandro felt a wave of dread wash over him. "Where is my daughter?" "She's in my room. Maya is with her," Cassian replied, urgency in his voice. Without waiting for further explanation, Alessandro dashed toward the room, fear gnawing at him. He arrived to find Maya holding Lissana, who was still crying. "How is Lissana? What happened?" Alessandro asked, panic rising in his chest. "No one attacked us," Cassian said quickly. "Lissana just has a slight fever." "What?" Alessandro's heart sank. "Don't worry," Cassian reassured him."It's nothing serious." Alessandro felt a rush of relief, but the fear lingered. He had rushed to see Lissana, terrified that something worse had befallen her. "Thank the stars," he murmured, placing a hand on Lissana's forehead. "It's just a fever." "Why did you say that? Did I do something wrong?" Maya asked, her voice trembling. Alessandro looked at her, his expression softening. "No, Maya. You did nothing wrong. It's just a tale of the dangers that lurk in the shadows." Maya gently squeezed Lissana's small body, her heart aching for the little girl.