Chapter 20 Nineteen

• Elanthia blinked, completely taken aback, struggling to process Avelyn's words. "My... husband?" she echoed, bewildered. She stared at her friend, trying to grasp the meaning behind such a bold statement. "Avelyn, what are you talking about?"
• Avelyn clasped her hands together, sighing dreamily. "I'm telling you, Elanthia, I found the perfect man! He's kind, handsome, and he's the one who will take you far away from this place," she insisted, her eyes gleaming with conviction.
• Still overwhelmed with confusion, Elanthia let out a nervous laugh. "Avelyn, you can't be serious. Who is this mystery man, and how are you so certain he's my... future husband?"