She was a hit - she became the queen of the Seeds. She was the bride of an asura - she became the wife of a drow. She was the bearer of dark and light magic, and became the source of life. She managed to find her happiness and even know love, but... she couldn’t save it. I lost my loved one and I can’t come to terms with it. But there are always strong, faithful, loving friends nearby. And Erionar. Our destinies are connected, he has been waiting for me for a thousand years. It's a pity that I can't answer his feelings. My heart is dead. Or is it not?