"The Mother Tree… still as breathtaking as ever," Madam Kitsura murmured, her gaze fixed on the towering giant in the distance. A wave of nostalgia washed over her.
In her younger days, she had spent countless hours under its sprawling shade—moments etched so vividly in her mind they felt like yesterday.
'Those memories… so precious. And yet… those days will never return.' Her smile softened into something bittersweet.
Moments later, the carriage passed through the massive gate of the Elven Kingdom. Its insignia drew immediate attention from the elves.
The bond between their late queen and the Matriarch of the Misty Fox Village was still remembered, even if decades had passed. And it had been many, many years since a fox from the Misty Fox Village had entered their lands.
"Isn't that the Misty Fox insignia?!"
"It is! And on a royal carriage, no less!"
"Could it be… Madam Kitsura herself?!"
Excited whispers spread like wildfire among the crowd.
