The two elves walking side by side looked more like a beautiful painting than living beings.
Even at Gyakarta Academy, seeing more than one elf in the same place was rare.
As murmurs of admiration and praise rose from their surroundings, the two aloof elves showed no expression beyond their usual calm.
Some might think this was simply the default expression of elves. In truth, it was the result of the lives they had lived.
Elves were always admired, but only elves knew that their lives were far from beautiful.
Elowen led Fian to the third-year dormitory tower and stepped into a floating stone platform. She took out a necklace with an emerald, leaf-shaped pendant.
The beautiful elf pressed the pendant against the wall before them.
Instead of rising as it should from the first floor, the floating stone began to descend.
