It was a late night, and Y/N was walking home from work after pulling an all-nighter. As he walked through the quiet streets, he heard a faint groan. Curiosity got the better of him, and he followed the sound. What he saw next was terrifying. A woma...
As the morning sunlight pierces through the curtains, rousing me from slumber, I awaken and begin my preparations for the day ahead. Once my morning rituals are complete, I make my way to Eldarion's study.
Upon entering, I find Eldarion standing by the window, gazing out at the city we call home. Without turning to face me, he offers a casual "morning." Sensing my presence, he continues, "I've relocated our expedition team to Greenland."
"Quite far," I comment, acknowledging the significant distance. Eldarion finally turns to me and responds, "It's the only neutral land abundant in elixir." With a gesture, he opens a map, pointing to Sermitsiaq, indicating the expedition's new location. "I've instructed them to disguise themselves as human scientists studying the landscape."
Taking in the information, I nod thoughtfully. Greenland, with its vast reserves of elixir, indeed presents a promising opportunity. However, the decision to masquerade as humans carries its own risks. We must tread carefully to avoid any unwanted attention or suspicion.
"I trust your discretion in handling this matter," I tell Eldarion, conveying my confidence in his judgment. "Keep me updated on their progress."
With a nod of affirmation, Eldarion acknowledges my trust. "Of course, brother. I'll ensure everything proceeds smoothly."
As I turn to leave the study, my mind begins to churn with thoughts of the expedition. Greenland's untouched landscapes hold the key to our race's prosperity. But in our pursuit of power, we must remain vigilant against any threats that may arise.
Maya's Perspective
It has been a week since I issued the order to form a research team and gather all elixir distributed within my territory. Now, standing in the mansion's basement surrounded by containers of elixir from various locations, I marvel at the sheer quantity present.
Contemplating the best course of action for these resources, I find myself at a loss. While the elixir holds great potential, its application eludes me for now. Exiting the basement, I summon Sarah, intending to discuss the expansion of our research efforts.
Moments later, Sarah arrives and bows respectfully before me. "Your Majesty, you requested my presence," she acknowledges. Turning to face her, I nod and reply, "Indeed, Sarah. I wish to expand our research endeavors. I appoint you to oversee the newly formed research teams."
Sarah's expression remains composed as she absorbs my instructions. "These teams will focus on investigating the effects of elixir on agriculture and farming practices. You are free to assemble the team as you see fit," I add, conveying my trust in her capabilities.
As Sarah acknowledges my directive with a nod, I turn my gaze toward the city sprawled below the hill where the mansion stands. The bustling activity of the urban landscape below contrasts with the tranquility of our secluded abode.
The city represents not just a realm of commerce and civilization but also an extension of my realm's influence. It is here that the fruits of our labor will be witnessed, where progress and prosperity take root.
In the days to come, I anticipate the results of our expanded research efforts. With Sarah at the helm, I am confident that our endeavors will yield valuable insights into the potential applications of elixir in enhancing agricultural practices.
As Sarah excuses herself, I am left alone to ponder amidst the tranquil ambiance of the balcony, overlooking the city below. The fading sunlight paints the sky with hues of orange, signaling the imminent arrival of nightfall. My attention is drawn to a familiar sight—an approaching car ascending the hill toward the mansion.
Recognizing the vehicle as Y/N's means of transportation, I recall its frequent journeys between our home and his workplace. As the car halts before the mansion, Y/N emerges from within. With a deep breath, I close my eyes and focus, channeling the ambient mana to replenish my own reserves. However, the sensation of hunger gnaws at me, a reminder of the sustenance I have neglected.
Opening my eyes, I stride purposefully toward Y/N, who is making his way toward our chambers. Stepping in front of him, I wrap my arm around his waist, halting his movement. Resting my cheek against his back, I murmur softly, "Welcome home, Y/N."
Y/N turns to face me, reciprocating the embrace with warmth. "I'm home," he replies, his voice filled with affection. As our eyes meet, I cannot help but feel a pang of hunger intensify within me. "I'm hungry," I confess, my tone laced with a hint of longing.
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