A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1257: Why Am I Acting Like A Young Girl

Chapter 1257: Why Am I Acting Like A Young Girl



While Archer lazed around, the Moonriver Empress was getting close to Waterbury and the meeting that would change the course of the war. He decided to send a few thousand Broodmaws to meet the Water Elves.

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"Colestah, is it wise to travel to the borderlands? Especially in such weather," an old Water Elf woman commented while staring at the black clouds above. "I've heard the rumors about this place. Monsters, devils and bandits infest it."

A slender woman with dark blue hair, beautiful dark brown skin and blue eyes answered without taking her gaze from the incoming storm, "Nayeli. Mother insisted I travel to the new fortress our forces are building. She didn't say why, but I brought the Tideguards so we won't have an issue."

Following that, the white-haired elf nodded in understanding as she revealed, "The Sea Goddess revealed to me the person who will save the Moonriver Empire but didn't show me his identity."

"Do you think that's why aunty asked you come out this far?" Nayeli questioned.

Colestah agreed with a nod before speaking, "Yes, we'll have to see wait and see what she wants."

Afterward, the two stopped talking and looked out the carriage's window. As the days passed with only a few monster attacks, but it was nothing the Tideguards couldn't handle. Hours later, the soldiers spotted the town of Waterbury in the distance.

But something was strange about it, causing Colestah to sit up to focus on it before she mumbled, "Why does this place look alive?"

Nayeli came to and moved across the seat to look out only to have her jaw drop open as she replied, "The curse isn't here, look the grass is alive and swaying in the wind."

'What happened here?' the empress thought. 'Did the person I'm meeting do this?'

Colestah shook her head as the carriage passed through the grassland, which shock every soldier protecting in the caravan. Her eyes twitched when a loud screech echoed above, causing her to order them to stop.

"Stop the caravan!" she shouted.

The Empress stepped forward as the Tideguards immediately formed a protective circle around her. Her gaze swept across the borderlands, a land she had long neglected during the chaos of the Moonriver Crisis.

'It was baron when we last checked,' she thought. 'What sort of magic has done this?'

Colestah's gaze sweeping over the stark contrast before her. Behind stretched a desolate land, cracked earth, lifeless trees, and an air of despair that clung to everything. But ahead, just beyond the hill, lay a vibrant, living paradise.

Emerald fields swayed gently in the breeze, dotted with blooming wildflowers in every color imaginable. A crystal-clear river snaked through the valley, glinting in the sunlight, while flocks of birds danced across the blue sky.

Her curvy figure and smooth brown skin gave her an almost otherworldly charm, but it was the glowing pink ball of fire hovering above her hand that truly held Colestah's focus. The woman was chanting in a language she didn't recognize.

"They carry themselves like princess but there's something different with them,' she pondered.

Colestah's instincts told her this was no ordinary encounter. She tightened her grip on her weapon but held her ground, sensing that the two strangers were far more dangerous, and perhaps far more important, than they appeared.

"Are you the Moonriver Empress?" the cat woman questioned.

"Yes, I was told to meet someone here by my mother," she replied while watching the pink- haired woman.

The two stared at each other before the second stranger spoke with a knowing smile, "'I see you don't know who we are. I'm surprised the soldiers or townspeople didn't say anything on

your way here."

Colestah's eyebrow shot up, making her glance at Nayeli, who quickly explained, "You were sleeping soundly, and I decided it was better for you to come here unaware of who it is, but

you'll be shocked."

She opened her mouth, ready to voice her complaints, but stopped as a young man appeared seemingly out of nowhere. His presence was magnetic, his piercing violet eyes locking onto her with a gaze so intense it made her heart skip a beat.

She froze, mesmerized, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Nayeli doing the same. The two women were transfixed, their breath caught as they took in the stranger before them.

The young man was unlike anyone they had ever seen. His short, stark white hair, his sharp, angular features, and though his pointed ears hinted at Elven blood, it was clear he was something far more unique.

He stood just shy of seven feet tall, his well-built frame radiating a quiet power. The women in the group faltered, their usual stoicism shattered as their eyes landed on his sculpted muscles, visible beneath the tight fabric of his shirt.

A rosy hue crept across their faces, their composure slipping as they averted their gazes, flustered by his commanding presence. Colestah struggled to find her voice, but all she could do was stare, a mixture of curiosity and unease coursing through her veins.

'I'm the empress! Why am I acting like a young girl?' she internally scolded herself while shaking

her head.

Colestah shook her head only to realize who the man was in front of her, causing her to exclaim, "The White Dragon! Are you the one who my mother should I meet?"

"Yes, that's me," the young man said with a charming smile, "You must be the Empress?"

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