Chapter 157

Prince Ron hugged his beloved, gently comforting him by slowly patting him on the back. "It's okay. You don't have to talk about it now." He whispered. "We can just go to sleep."

Zedekiel shook his head. "No. I want to tell you. I've held it in for so long. I want to tell you everything and... maybe it won't hurt so much anymore."

"Okay." Prince Ron said. He planted a kiss on his beloved's forehead and prepared to listen attentively. Time to be a supportive wife!

"It happened when I was very young." Zedekiel began. "The war between Elves and humans was brutal. There was no respect, no honour, no kindness. Whenever the humans captured Elves alive, they would cut off their ears and pin them to the gates. Back then, the gates and walls of Ashenmore were decorated with the ears of my kind."

"Ouch." Prince Ron winced, imagining the pain the Elves had gone through. His beloved had said that their ears were very sensitive. It must have been excruciating for the Elve