"Get to the point, please." Lith said,
"How kind of you." Aalejah’s voice became cold. "I was talking about the thousands of elves who until a couple of months ago lived under the aegis of the World Tree. They are in trouble."
"Why? Is the World Tree dead for good or has the Fringe disappeared?" Lith asked.
"Worse but I’d rather not talk about this on the amulet." Aalejah said. "We should meet in person. When can you come to the Empire?"
’The Empire?’ Lith thought. ’What is she doing there?’
"Why don’t you come here?" He actually said. "The Blood Desert is nice this time of the year and I won’t be forced to suffer any sort of political pressure."
"Fine. Can I come now?" She asked.
"I don’t see why not." Lith replied. "I’ll wait for you in front of the Empire’s embassy."
"Bring Solus, please. This involves her as well. Aalejah out."
"This doesn’t sound good." Kamila said.
"It rarely does." Lith sighed. "You contact Solus, I make a few calls."
Lith contacted Friya and the rest of his friends, blaming Aalejah for his tardiness and asking for their understanding.
"I swear, as soon as I’m done with this elven madness, I’ll make it up to you."
"You better." Friya pouted. "You’re lucky you have a decent excuse. If you had once again forgotten about me for no reason, I would have kicked your ass to the moon and back. Friya out."
"Shameless. You are just shameless." Kamila giggled.
"It’s my Ranger training, baby." Lith said with a stern voice. "Adapt, improvise, and find a scapegoat to throw under the bus."
"That’s not the Ranger Corps’ motto." She laughed to the point of tears.
"Yeah because ’Anything goes as long as it works’ is any better."
"That’s not the Ranger Corps’ motto either." Kamila replied in confusion.
"That’s what we want our handlers to think, baby." Lith winked at her. "Do you want to tag along?"
"Yes, thank you." She nodded. "If I don’t, I’ll be worried about you until I know what’s going on."
Lith, Kamila, and Solus Warped in front of the Gorgon Empire’s embassy the moment they were notified they had a guest.
"Lith, Solus! It’s so nice to see you back together." Aalejah hugged them. "I was so worried about you, Solus. How could you keep me in the dark after everything I’ve done to help with your rescue?"
"I’m sorry." Solus returned the embrace. "I have no excuses. I acted like a Lith. Thank you for your help, Aalejah. I know it mustn’t have been easy to turn your back on your people."
"It wasn’t. I-"
A harrumph cut the elf short as Kamila offered her hand.
"Oh, right. Camellia, right?" Aalejah shook it.
"Kamila. The Camellia is the magical flower Lith crafted for me."
"Sorry!" Aalejah blushed in embarrassment. "It’s just that the Camellia is much more famous than you so I mixed you two up."
"Are all elves this nice or am I just that special to you?" Kamila chuckled yet her smile didn’t extend to her cold eyes.
"I’m sorry!" The young elf bowed in apology in a frenzy. "I tend to speak without thinking when I’m excited."
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