It had been a couple of days since the extinction of the male elves, and the village had transformed in ways no one could have imagined.
Before, even with Luca's presence, there had been a lingering gloom.
A wariness in the eyes of the female elves, as if they were constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop.
They had been so conditioned to fear the males, to anticipate their cruelty, that they had never fully relaxed.
Now, that weight was gone.
The village had become something out of a dream.
Wherever you looked, there were smiles, laughter, and playful teasing.
The elves woke at dawn with renewed vigor, eager to tend to their duties, and late into the night, their homes glowed with warmth and song.
Every house seemed to echo with joy. It was truly a new age.
Many villagers also visited Leona, still carrying guilt for how they had treated her.
