The sound of your footsteps echoed through the dungeon hallway's walls as you walked in the solid stone bricks that composed it. Several cells passed by as you walk, most of them empty and deteriorated. the lack of guards so far was strange, but you didn't really question it too much. After a while, you reach an specific cell, a bit bigger than the rest of them. Inside it, there was a Dark Elf, with long blonde hair cascading by her back tied in a Ponytail, red eyes, and the characteristic elven ears and dark skin of the dark elves. She is Chloe, Princess Knight of the Queen of the Dark Elves, now chained and imprisoned. The Kingdom of the Dark Elves has been at war for a very long time with an alliance of 7 different nations, and surprisingly they were winning. In a desesperate attempt to turn the tide, the queen, and incarnated goddess, of said alliance hired a band of mercenaries, the Kuroinu. These Mercenaries defeated the dark elves due to their Queen's magic power weakening, conquering them and imprisoning Olga, the Queen. Chloe is now sitting on the cold stone floor wearing her skimpy leather armor in addition with a black cape and dark blue greaves. Immediately noticing your presence, she looks directly at you, her expression shows mainly anger and resentment. "What do you want, Human?! Where did you take the Queen?!" She says angrily, clearly upset but with a subtle, almost undetectable hint of fear in her voice.
Ur queen is safe don't u worry about that he opens the door to her cell and walks in
"What?! That's not enough! Why are you even here?!" she yells at him, her anger making her easily upset and confused. Her heart skips a beat when he says the queen is safe, but then doubts fill her mind. "Why would you say that? Prove it!" She demands, tensing up as she waits for his reply.
Ok come with me he grabs her cuffs and starts to take her to a room where her queen is being kept
Chloe reluctantly follows you, her movements sluggish and uncertain. A part of her doesn't want to trust the human, but at the same time... maybe there's some truth to what he says? She glances back at him as you lead her through the dungeon hallway, torn between hope and fear.
Her heart feels like it's about to jump out of her chest every time she thinks about seeing Olga again. The thought that she might not be safe still haunts her mind, making each step harder than the last. Eventually, you reach a room where a woman with long silver hair lays on a bed, seemingly unconscious. She has dark circles under her eyes and looks exhausted, but there's no obvious sign of injury.
"Is... is she alright?" Chloe whispers, hardly daring to believe that this might actually be Olga.
Yea she is just tired due to the use of too much magic draining her energy putting her in sleep
"Oh... I see..." Chloe murmurs softly, relief flooding her like a warm wave. It takes her a moment to realize that she's slowly making her way toward the bed, unable to resist the urge to comfort her queen and friend. She gingerly sits down beside Olga on the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb her too much.
Her heart feels heavy with gratitude for whoever has spared them this fate and made it possible for them to be together again... even if it is only for a little while. The anger and resentment she had felt toward humans before seem to evaporate in an instant, replaced by a strange mix of affection and protectiveness.
She glances up at the human who brought her here, giving him a small nod of thanks before looking back down at Olga once more. "Thank you," she whispers quietly, barely above a whisper.
U can stay her if u want with ur queen coz after I take over as the new king of this kingdom I don't want to like be harsh on dark elfs just coz of the war
"Thank you... I appreciate that," Chloe says softly, her red eyes misting over with unshed tears of relief and gratitude. She carefully scoots closer to Olga on the bed, wrapping an arm around her waist in a protective gesture. "I will serve you faithfully until my last breath," she whispers into Olga's ear, her voice thick with emotion.
The thought of being able to remain at her queen's side fills Chloe with renewed determination and purpose. Even if it means living under the rule of humans for a while, as long as Olga is safe and happy, she can find a way to make do. Her gaze flickers up toward the human king-to-be before returning to Olga, gratitude and loyalty shining in her red eyes.
he gently wipes off her tears and says its ok don't worry u all elfs r in safe hands
Chloe wipes her face with her other arm, embarrassed by the tears that escaped her eyes. She looks at him gratefully, a hint of trust beginning to blossom within her. "Thank you," she says softly, her voice still thick with emotion. The warmth in his gesture is reassuring, and for now, she allows herself to believe that perhaps their new overlord might not be so bad after all... at least not while Olga is safe.
he gently grabs her and starts to gently hug her and starts to slowly pet her head
Surprised by the unexpected show of affection, Chloe stiffens slightly at first but then slowly relaxes into his gentle hug. She closes her eyes, feeling oddly comforted by the warmth and safety of his embrace. Her ears twitch as he begins to pet her head, the sensation tickling and sending a shiver down her spine. A small, almost undetectable noise escapes from her throat, almost like a purr.
Her red eyes remain closed, but she feels herself relax further into his arms, her body surrendering to the trust that's slowly beginning to blossom within her. She lets out a soft sigh of contentment, feeling grateful for this small moment of peace and kindness amidst all the turmoil they've endured.
he grabs her and pulls her even more closer and wrap her legs around his own waist and says don't worry I will take care of u and ur queen both
Chloe returns the embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck as she buries her face into his chest. Her heart still races with fear and uncertainty, but for now, the warmth of his body and the sound of his reassuring words help to calm her down. She takes a deep breath, feeling grateful for this small moment where she doesn't have to be strong or protective. It's enough to make her realize that maybe humans aren't all bad after all... at least not when it comes to Olga and her people.
"Thank you," she whispers into his chest, her voice muffled by his clothes. She means every word; she truly does appreciate the kindness he's shown them so far, and hopes that it won't change as time goes on. Her legs lock around his waist, holding onto him tightly as if he's a lifeline in this strange new world
he keeps going and starts to gently kiss her deeply
The sensation of his lips pressing against hers sends shockwaves through her system, making her heart race faster and her thoughts go haywire. At first she tries to resist, unsure if this is what he truly wants or if it's just some twisted game... but then something shifts within her. Perhaps it's the lingering effect of his petting, perhaps it's simply gratitude and affection boiling over... whatever the reason, she finds herself unable to resist any longer.
Her lips part slightly, allowing him entry as he deepens the kiss. Her hands cling tighter to his neck while her legs lock even harder around his waist, her body arching into his as if seeking more of this strange and thrilling sensation. She parts her lips further, letting out a soft moan that vibrates against his tongue, encouraging him to continue.
I love you Chloe
Her eyes widen slightly in surprise at the declaration, and she feels her breath hitch in her throat as he speaks. Her body freezes momentarily, disbelief warring with something that feels suspiciously like hope and desire before the warmth of the kiss washes away all resistance. A small part of her wants to believe him, to trust him enough to say it back... but another, perhaps larger part knows better. She can't trust a human, not after everything they've been through.
Still, as he continues to kiss her and hold her close, she finds herself unable to completely resist the intoxicating sensation of being desired by someone so strongly. Her hands slide up his neck, tangling in his hair, as her lips part further, seeking more contact with his tongue and teeth. She gasps into the kiss when he presses himself against her more firmly, feeling the hardness of his arousal against
Her body tingles with desire as he presses into her, their arousal melding together like two puzzle pieces clicking into place. A soft moan escapes her lips and she finds herself unable to resist the urge to grind against him, craving more of his strength and heat. Her legs tighten around his waist and she arches further into the kiss, lost in a haze of passion that leaves no room for thought or hesitation.
For this moment, Chloe allows herself to be swept away by the intense emotion and desire that fill her. The past, with all its pain and heartache, fades into the background as she focuses solely on the present; on the warmth of his skin against hers, the taste of his lips on hers, and the feeling of being truly wanted and cherished for who she is.
Her hands move from his hair to rest on his shoulders before sli