"I don't understand you guys. You claim to hate halflings yet this is the third time I've received a request to go to the palace. What is going on?"
"They're all curious about you my dear. You're the first of your kind to have lived for so long"
Celeste snorted "The first of my kind?" It seemed as if she'd started her own race. She didn't know whether to be happy or scared. So far a servant claiming to work for her father had come to fetch her. She'd told him to give her a few hours to pack her stuff even though she didn't have any luggage. An hour after that, another one claiming to work for the queen had arrived followed by the king's. They all wanted her to go to the palace. Blaze had told her that they would only ask once. He also wasn't sure why they hadn't just dragged her by the
