A Norlandic woman rested in her bed, complexion pallid and sweat beading on her brow. She was almost unrecognizable from the youthful woman she used to be. In her life, she had always been friendly. In her teens, seen working at the tavern and later on seen around the capital in the company of friends. Though time took its toll on her, the once strong woman feeling weaker and weaker as time went by. Her breath would be uneasy, taking a toll on her after a few steps, and even the slightlest illness would keep her bedridden.
Estelle Ambrose would pass at the age of 36, stress and illness breaking down her body. In the last few years of her life, Estelle had become weaker and weaker. Most of the time she couldn't leave the house, her energy withering away if she exerts herself too much. Now, she rests and awaits the moment she takes her last breath. Her last moments were peaceful, a faint smile resting on her lips as she thinks about her family. Her family would survive without her, she didn't like to admit it but it was her time to go. Estelle Ambrose truly loved her family. With her mother's passing, Estelle knew she would join her eventually. She had an inkling that it would be soon and the faintest wisp of a chuckle escapes her at the thought being true. Frankly, Estelle was ecstatic to see her mother again. Alli was the only mother figure she had and even though she didn't birth Estelle, that woman was her mother.
The next topic that breached her mind was her friends. Truly, her friends were everything to her. Eugeo and Ancelie had been her first friends in Norland and stuck with her through all the years. She was more grateful to them than anything, they were her best friends. She only wanted the best for them and was proud of how far they've come. Eugeo became the Count of Elysium and Ancelie ruled as the Queen of Norland. They were doing amazing in their positions, and Estelle could only wish the best for them after she passes.
A weak cough escaped her lips, eyes fluttering closed for a moment. Estelle Ambrose knew her time was coming and as she took her last breath, she whispered a final farewell to those she loved.
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