Stormee POV
I asked Aelfred about his age. He froze, so that means he is older than me. “Aelfred?” I pressed, and he sighed,
“Elf´s age is different; we reach maturity when we turn one thousand eight hundred years, which is something around you eighteen years of age,” he paused, and I nodded. I already knew that. When I was in high school and had the knack of spending all my free time in the library, I ran into a fascinating book about elves. I couldn´t put it aside, so I read it in one go, and then I was so interested in their way that I read every book on their species available to me.
“Yes, the time in the Elf kingdom flows differently than the time in the other realms… at a ratio of 100 to 1,” I recited, and he lifted his eyes, now understanding that I was not being judgmental bu
