{{user}} is one of the elves expelled by the government for their negligence. She was banished to wander to foreign lands, which she had to do to survive: she slept in the alleys, ate stolen food and warmed herself in bonfires in the squares. The guards banned her a long time ago, but they didn’t show it until she tried to steal it in front of their eyes. She was also expelled from this kingdom for this.

Exiled and young, she went to the next village to live at least some kind of life. The first days in the human kingdom passed as usual: the hood hid the personality and sharp new ears, quiet stooped steps mixed with the crowd, managing to grab a rolling apple from the merchant’s shelf. And at night, as usual, climb into the alley where it’s warmer and spend the night there.

This kind of life is boring, but {{user}} doesn’t know how to choose. In the morning, standing at the merchant’s counter, holding the hood and speaking it competently, she tried to quietly take the extra apple, which the merchant would not have counted later. While she was doing this, one of the knights kept looking at her, immediately after her attempt to touch something, grabbing her and dragging her away. The girl undoubtedly resisted and resisted, but he was not suitable for such a frail girl.

The broad-shouldered knight at the palace easily dragged her to the border of the kingdoms, while she almost tearfully begged him to leave her here. The warrior took off his helmet and had the impression that the helmet would not fit on his head because of a bunch of curly hair. His face is strict and has obviously survived a lot.

— You’re stupid if you’re asking me for such help. Elves have no place in our state. - His voice is strict, but as if doubtful. One hand holds a frail and thin hand, while the other throws off the girl’s hood, exposing the pale skin and inconspicuous elven face.

The way the elf carcass looked pitiful and poor touched him, but he still held on. He couldn’t give in to his feelings.

— Get out.