Ruvera And Prince Elves

Chapters 94. The Story of Yara Alejandro

Walking through the forest into the forest, he spurred his horse quickly. The sun will soon be drowning. A day with training.

Dashing body, with silvery armor, neat short black hair. Firm jaw. Sharp eyes. Crossing the river clear. The figure banished the scorching sunlight with his palm from his face.

"General Alejandro"

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"God! Just bengong"

Gen disperse the reverie of Yara. He was waiting for Alejandro to arrive. Yes they are in the Elf Kingdom, now, Gilberto's Goa. 

"You're just interfering with Gen! I had been to the Elf Kingdom but Ale was training in the forest and when I was about to catch up, the King forbade it"

Yara's lips curved downwards. She's sad. Even though he was already in one place with his girlfriend, just wanted to meet hard.

"Maybe he doesn't want you to meet" Gen said. Yara's sharp gaze if it could turn into a dagger must be when the Gen he had chopped up.

"Don't you make me even more upset! It's against King Mikail first!" He saw the silent reaction of Gen, a whisper was heard from Yara's lips.

"Listening to the name, you just pecked! Fuck up!" Ejek Yara's.

"Other love fighters and our blessings should help each other! Don't make me pessimistic!" Omel Yara's.

Gen breathed his breath. It's true what Yara said. She is a blessing fighter while Yara is a love fighter. Equally heavy.

"I'll be in the kingdom for dinner, if I don't meet my dear Ale I'll come to his house!" Yara Tekat.

"Let's go, now that we're there" Gen is excited to meet Lav.

"Yes we can wait for dinner with afternoon tea with the Queen and the King" Yara's remarks alerted Gen that she would meet King Mikael.

Yara prepared a proper dress. He ran into the guest room, while Gen just sat back and daydreamed his mind drifting away, imagining what chatter he was going to talk about with his lover's father.

"OK ready!" Yara with a noble dress and hat, also lace gloves. 

"Where are you going? To parties?" Tanya Gen looked at Yara's overrated appearance.

"Excessive huh?" Yara twists herself showing the whole dress she is wearing, Gen is unemployed.

Pull it out of Yara's mouth. "It's no exaggeration I want Ale bewitched by a Yara's charm." Proudly.

"Yes is up" Gen's eyeball twists lazily, hearing Yara's confidence.

They drove their horses into the kingdom. They had been known by the bodyguards, both of whom could enter and exit freely.

Lav is visible on the page. Gen quickly got off his horse to approach Lav. Yara was still on her horse when a horse passed her,

Yara's smile expands, she takes back control of her horse and follows the horse, uh following the figure on the horse that passed her.

The fast approaching roar made the figure with the resolute jaw glance from the corner of his lips. He knew that a bully was approaching him.

"Alejandro" call Yara spirit.

Compared to this bully, Ale was more interested in one other girl, the bully's friend.

"Hi handsome, I'm coming, yuk yuk marriage" Yara said without waiting for them to face off, or at least get off the horse. Ale's sharp eyes stared ahead without poking Yara's ngawur talk.

Yara felt an explosion in her heart as Ale wrapped around her. Even if only briefly. Ale had already gotten off his horse, and was pulling towards the stables.

He walked quickly to balance Ale's wide steps. "I was going to catch up with you, but the King wouldn't let me" Adu Yara.

"I went back to Gilberto's, waiting for you there. And we are like him. We meet here" said Yara who was very absurd.

"Ale don't you miss me?" Yara pulled the clothes on Ale's arm. "I miss you so much"

"I miss" Ale said, making Yara smile sweetly.

"On your friend," Yara's smile slowly faded. He threw his eyes in all directions. But I don't know where she smiled from.

In his heart Yara encouraged herself. He recalled Ruve who was also chasing after Elves. Yara won't give up that easily ferguso!

"Wildum? You're late for Ale, she's already fond of Deraa, Ruvera's sister, you know, the wife of Prince Elves." Yara would not cover nor would there be any right to have Ale dislike someone.

He will also pursue the man.

"You can't help me? Introduce me to him?"

"Sorry, I can't help" said Lirih Yara. Whipping out of Ale's lips, there was no one who would help a liked person to chase after another one he liked.

"You have to pursue it yourself with your efforts, if you want to be with him, take his heart, because you also have a rival, compete healthy" said Yara who made a frown on Ale.

"Because I'm the same, chasing you on your own without forbidding you from going after the woman you like, let's fight together!" Follow the spirit of Yara. Deep Ale forehead frown lines. He did not understand Yara's thoughts. Bizarrely.

He just saw someone with a mind like Yara. Not angry if the person he likes likes likes someone else.

"Why this?" Yara touched the shrunken forehead in Ale's possession.

"Don't touch me!" Ale caught Yara's hand stroking her forehead. He doesn't like people touching him.

"Oups .. Sorry" Yara's grin did not feel wrong. Because he was happy that his hand was held tightly by Ale's warm hand. Ale narrowed his eyes as he looked at Yara grinning as he looked at her hand which tightly grasped the woman's hand.

He threw out Yara's hand quickly. The rancor with the grin still adorned Yara's lips. "Why removed? Long time no kooookk" he reached out his hand in front of Ale's face.

"You want!" Yara nodded quickly.

"She wants me to take me to the front of the altar with King Mikail as our witness"

"Dream you!" Ale's snort stepped quickly leaving the flirtatious mad woman who was clapping him. He feels uncomfortable but he will not act rude.

"Hey General! all ideals start from a dream you know" said Yara by teasing Ale, he raised his eyebrows witty.

"You must have been a general before, you must have dreamed too, right?" Yara continued to ramble beside Ale, her short legs painstakingly chasing Ale's long footsteps.

Ale no longer hugs the woman who just keeps talking. Though he deliberately widened his pace also accelerated the pace of his path. But the woman could insensitively chase after him.

"You talk too much!" Tight and cold Ale. But Yara remains Yara. He grins more and more at pleasure.

"Your general just fits with this talkative of me, doesn't fit with the quiet Araria, because you're quiet and thin, cold, handsome is only suitable for the beautiful chatty Yara"

Ale thought Yara was not only crazy but also narcissistic.

"You're imagining too much!" Yata was getting happier, Ale chimed in. The opportunity is wide open. I'll make you fall in love with me General! Inner Yara with confidence.

Tbc.