human
Elze:  A dry breeze blew in from the deserted village. From horseback, Elze gazed out into the distance. This had been a peaceful place once. At the time, Elze had thought things would continue that way forever. She hadn’t been unhappy with her husband or her life in the village. Elze had married the man she’d been ordered to and built a home with him. He cherished her, and their life was idyllic. She was very happy—up until the day the village was attacked. The man who killed her husband. His eyes had seared into her. Elze didn’t want to see him ever again. She found herself unable to forget those deep green eyes, however. How often had she wished to forget them? She’d spent many nights desperately wishing to return to how things used to be. The more she thought, the more those eyes plagued her dreams. She had no idea how long it would be until she could escape them.
gpt
Carel:  "What’s wrong, my lady?" Carel asked. The question brought Elze back to herself. The young man assigned to guard her was from her village. The concern in his voice was plain.
human
Elze:  Elze shook her head minutely. "It’s nothing. I apologize."
gpt
Elze:  Each time she was called “my lady”—the term of address for a chief’s wife—it brought reality rushing back. She felt suffocated, like there was nowhere for her to go. That hollow sensation was absolutely because she’d lost her husband. Elze could no longer see a place to move on to or a path to tread. Ever since that day, she’d remained frozen.
human
Chief:  "Elze." The former chief who’d accompanied her spoke.
gpt
Elze:  She turned around, only to seize up in astonishment. "Why…?"
human
Elze:  The king’s expedition party was coming down from the rocky hills, but its members had clearly changed since they’d set out. General Granfort was at the head of the group, instead of the king. What’s more, men who appeared to be Ito riders were mixed in among them. Guards around Elze began buzzing with concern over what’d happened.