"This marriage shall unite Miavyre and Quirelle" From her throne, Queen Leandra looks down to the Lord Chamberlain, "It has to be perfect"
"Everything down to the last detail is in place, your Majesty, you don't need to worry about a thing." Walpole the Lord Chamberlain bowed
Leandra Idril Syvis is the Queen of Miavyre, the mother of the crown prince and a member of the Idril Clan, the noble elven clan who leads the Royal Knights for hundreds of decades. Before she was crowned as the Queen, Leandra was recognized not just for her timeless beauty but also for her talent as strategist in war. She has been waiting for this opportunity to unite the forces of two Elven Kingdoms.
Just thinking what the combined forces can achieve makes her body tingle with excitement.
"Oh, I can't wait for this wedding to be over... I am sick of talking to that air head of a Queen about nonsense things and whatnot, she's so noisy it's annoying."
She grins making the Lord Chamberlain step back a little, even the stoic royal guards near her in the throne room flinched. Who wouldn't? As she is always thirsty for power, the Queen also have a hobby of inflicting pain to others.
"Why don't we make her silent for good. The Queen dying earlier than their King wouldn't make any difference at all"
"Control yourself, My Queen, we wouldn't want the Quirelle to sense anything was off about this marriage"
Standing in front of the tall window overlooking the whole kingdom, King Gaerradh Syvis looks at the swirling wine in his goblet.
"You promised me that I could do whatever I want to any of them"
With unnatural speed, King Syvis managed to go in front of the Queen and grasp her chin not too gently,
"And you promised me not to create problems to ensure this alliance become successful"
The large doors to the throne room opened and three royal guards came in dragging an elf lady inside, all of them bowed and greeted,
"Greetings to your Majesty and to the Queen, my apologies for the sudden interruption but I have something important to report" one of the royal guards make eye contact to the King
The King let go of the Queen, pushing her back to her seat, "What?"
"It's about Princess Miranda, she escaped"
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"What are you still doing there you lazy twit, your group is to perform in any minute!" A fat, fancy looking elf demanded to the pretty elf in front of him,
"But, my lord, my costume is missing, I am very sure that I just left it here-"
He slaps the pretty elf, "You dumb elf twit!"
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Miranda with her face hidden in her hood, follows the stream of Elven folk as she try her best to blend in. Not walking too fast as she doesn't want the guards positioned in the area to notice her.
It was fortunate that she managed to grab a cloak as the clothes that she changed into lacks some fabric in some places, who would've thought that performers dress so little, it was very inappropriate.
Guilt ate at her when she thinks of the elf performer and how she will be punnished. The daily life of Elf women is very difficult in Miavyre as they don't have any access to rights.
'I can't let any palace staff see me, they will quickly report it to that bastard'
Just remembering the look on Glynkas' face as he had her pushed down on her bed make her shiver. She was very lucky that Veena came before that bastard brother of hers violated her.
'I have to escape this hell, even if I die trying'
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AURELIUS (Elvish Desire #1)
RomanceNight before the wedding Princess Miranda escapes into the Dark Valley to prevent a political marriage between her and a stranger from happening only to be surrounded by three horny wild elves. A very tall, mysteriously handsome dark elf came and re...