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Her body was suddenly pulled up, and embraced in a hug. “Little one we are alone, no need for such formalities.” He placed her down and sat at the table. Confused Rar-sh sat at the table next to him. “My lord I’m confused why we sit alone?” “We dine alone because that is how I deem it to be.” With a snap of his fingers food rushed towards them. Exotic fish and meats from round his continent wide empire. They ate mainly in silence, the king smiled and began to reminisce. “I remember the day I met you. You were just a little goblin girl. But the men in your life were already preparing to sell you for a low price to a neighbouring village. It’s hard to believe it’s been almost 30 years already.” He smiled down at his empty plate. With the snap of his fingers the plates we’re gonna and he held a small metal goblet of wine. “My lord, from the day you saved me I’ve loved you, your beauty is unmatched and your kindness is unfathomable. You gave me a purpose better than tradition, you gave me a life.” With a hand he reached out and stroked her cheek. “And with this I shall bestow the title El-ar, to you.” Tears rolled down her face she could not put together a sentence to thank him for the honour. With the evening almost at its end and night soon approaching El-ar Rar-sh stood to leave. With a bow she walked to the door but at the moment her hand touched the door his touched her shoulder. She turned to her king “my king are…” her words were cut short.