After enjoying an unexpected romp with the beautiful Drow warrior, Riniel, Alex finds himself crawling through a secret passage that will take him one step closer to his first of ten women on the list, Silvara Vanviel. Of course, Alex has to realize that getting into Ereschel and getting into the pants of Silvara are two entirely different things. Again, if you wish to view the character pictures, go to my profile on the bulletin boards. I also encourage you to start from the beginning if you are finding this as the first story you read. You might be a little lost if you don't! Enjoy Chapter Three!
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"Of course I would have to follow a Drow's advice. Why couldn't it be dwarves that I found and have them build me something to just launch me into Ereschel? That would be better than dealing with these underground passages."
Alex's bitching and complaining to himself echoed lightly throughout the tunnel as he found himself walking a very long time in the tunnel that Riniel had showed to him. Maybe the Drow was just using him for sex and leading him down a path to where her brethren would arrest him anyways? After all, she did drug him, though he seemed to think that was incredibly unnecessary. Still, he continued on down the path, walking for hours on end. Eventually, there was light at the end of the tunnel.
The pathway came to an end with light shining through a small hole. Pushing on this area caused the wall to open up to a service tunnel that had water running down a slight decline to a brighter light at the end, some one thousand feet away. Figuring this is where Riniel had meant for him to go, he followed the light and found himself at the great lake where the Kingdom of Ereschel sat upon, with the ocean not terribly far off in the distance.
"Thank you, Riniel. Now, it's time to see if this trinket will get me anything..."
The light of day was starting to disappear, meaning it had taken him nearly the entire day to actually reach Ereschel. Alex was a little worn down, but he did not care about that. What he was focused on was getting into the castle where this supposed beautiful Queen was waiting for him. Then again, as his thoughts tapered off, what if the bartender had been full of it? Were the two figures that came inside that tavern actually been some part of an elaborate prank?
His answer came as he headed up the hill and found himself at a back entrance to the primary castle. He realized that he was actually at the back entrance of the castle itself. The lake provided the eastern edge of the kingdom, but it seemed that the elves of the city had created an extension of the water, making a moat around the castle. The path that Riniel had made was actually a direct access point to the castle itself. His mind finally grasped that idea fully, realizing that if the Drow ever wanted to invade Ereschel, they not only had a way inside the walls, but inside the very castle itself. He did not want to even think about how Riniel or the other Drow had managed to do such a thing. Instead, he focused on the task at hand. The trees offered some shadowing for him to tuck himself away until nightfall full came. Once this happened, he decided it was now or never. The back entrance to the castle was unguarded. After all, considering the location, what was the point of guarding those doors?
Alex's heart dropped as halfway to the castle, the doors opened up. For a moment, he expected a cascade of arrows to come flying as soon as he was spotted. Instead, that moment of sheer terror erased as he realized that two figures came out of the doors: The same two unknown figures that gave him the trinket at the Oaken Bucket!
"I'll have to tip that barkeep extra next time I'm in Vilmire..."
He was spotted by the figures almost immediately, but instead of sounding an alarm, they were frantically waving to him. Alex hastened his pace and made it to the doors. He arrived at the doors where the two figures stood, one almost immediately speaking the moment the trinket was in view.
"It looks like Her Majesty has her man for the fortnight..." the female voice spoke softly.
A nod came from the other as a slender arm reached out and opened up the door for Alex.
"Our Lady Silvara awaits her man for this fortnight. Congratulations to you, human, and make sure you follow these instructions: Enter the doors, follow the hallway, and stand on the stone circle until you find yourself in her presence."
Alex nodded and wasted no time, walking inside and finding a very dimly lit hallway. It was impossible to see how far it went since it curved around a bend almost immediately upon entering the castle. While Alex was certainly interested in getting to the stone circle that the followers spoke of, he kept telling himself he was in a castle. A castle inhabited by the wealthiest elven family in Ki-Rynn. A castle almost certainly held riches. He certainly walked down the hallway, but he did it at the slowest possible pace, looking for cracks, niches, and anything that could resemble anything like a vault. To his disappointment, the farther he walked, all he saw were solid walls. He was convinced there had to be some type of room, guarded or not, that held the vast treasures and coins of this realm.
Several turns and bends later, Alex found himself at the end of the path. Several candles lit the end of the hallway that was in a circular room, though there was no actual door. In the middle was the stone circle that he had been told to stand on. Deciding to obey the orders given to him, he stood on the stone circle and waited.
And waited.
And waited some more.
It seemed as though hours had passed, though it had actually been nothing more than half an hour. Sighing to himself, and debating on whether or not to just leave, he closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his auburn hair. When he opened his eyes....he found himself in a completely different room. He looked around, seeing a beautifully decorated bedroom, obviously crafted by Ereschel's finest craftsmen. He did notice that the room was round as well, so he had to make the assumption that the stone circle was a teleporter of some type. It wasn't completely outlandish. The elves weren't just known for their marksmanship. They were, in fact, very good with magic.
"And here I thought my followers were going to be standing out there for a long time..."
Alex turned around and found himself face to face with an elven woman of unmatched beauty. She was wearing clothing that one of royalty would wear, complete with the crystal and gold tiara on her head. It could really only be one woman.
"Mi'lady Silvara Vanviel, I presume?"
"Your intuition serves you well, my young human."
Young human....what a simplistic thought, especially coming from an elf. All humans were young in the eyes of elves. After all, an elf could live to be several times older than even the oldest human. Still, the comment bounced off of Alex as he was far too busy letting his eyes take in the gorgeous elven woman that stood in front of him. She was nothing short of spectacular while she took in the human male with her own eyes before approaching him and placing one slender hand on his chest, letting it run down the front of his body very slowly.
"I see my servants have chosen quite well this time, but this is not just a one night fling, my dear human....what is your name?"
"Alexander Drake. You may call me Alex, mi'lady."
"And you will call me 'Your Majesty' until I say otherwise, Alex."
No, I won't. That was the thought that ran through Alex's head as she said those words. He was not a part of her kingdom, let alone even elven. He had a problem with authority as it was, and to be told such a thing made his blood boil. Still, if he wanted to complete this quest, he was going to have to swallow his pride and listen. Hopefully, it didn't have to last too long. The words that actually stuck out to him more was her speaking about this not being one night.
"And what do you mean by this not being just a one night fling, Your Majesty? After all, it seems that the rumors that go aro..."
"Do not speak of those rumors! They are false!"
Wow...I hit a nerve with that one. He was curious as to if they were talking about the same rumor. It was obvious that the rumor he had heard about her bringing in men from other races and countries was true, but perhaps there was something else that was flying around about her. Eventually, though, she composed herself and returned to having the sweet and sultry look on her face.
"Forgive my outburst. You must understand that many things that are spoken about me are not true. While I do have a penchant for enjoying a man privately on my own time, there are many things that are overblown about me."
Now the thoughts were going through his head. Perhaps something that she is hiding is why Celeste had included her on the list. He had no idea it would be so easy to extract information from someone, though. It certainly made it easy when someone was so defensive about it. What was it that he could have brought up so casually that she could decide was so derogatory?
"I understand, Your Majesty. Now, tell me...what do we do from here?"
"Strip, Alex."
Alex raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and decided to go ahead and do as she said. His eyes continued to check her body out, certainly admiring what he saw. He eventually stripped himself down to nothing, figuring that this was going to lead to some fun. He would be in for a surprise, though, as the Queen walked up to him and began to run her hands on his body as if she was checking him for something.
"Very nice...I had no idea that humans could keep in such good shape. I am impressed, Alex."
His manhood was very slowly starting to stiffen with the touches that she gave him, but he would receive no attention as she slowly walked away from him and towards the teleporter.
"You pass my standards. Make yourself comfortable and I will return in due time. Feel free to roam the castle. I will inform my guard that you are here as a diplomat."
Diplomat? Alex was now genuinely confused. He had expected to basically walk in after being picked by those very strange servants and bend this gorgeous woman over the nearest object before leaving the mark on her. What was going on here in Ereschel?
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Later that night, Alex found himself roaming through some of the halls in the castle, getting varying looks from the members of the guard and staff. Some of the looks he received were ones of jealousy, as if they knew the real reason why he was there. Others were of disgust, considering that even though relations were somewhat good between Elves and Humans as a whole, it would seem the sentiment was not returned deep inside Ereschel. While he roamed, a great bell rang out in the castle halls. Almost immediately, Alex found himself approached by one of the guards.
"Sir, that is the bell that signifies the end of the day. If you would be so kind as to return to your room, we would appreciate it."
Why is everyone so worried about me? Alex's curiosity was getting the best of him, but he decided to comply with the request and head back to the tower. The guards left him alone once he was out of the main area of the castle and, soon, he found himself walking towards another teleporter much like the one that had taken him up the first time. Glancing behind him, though, he found no guards around, and he wondered if he could somehow make the teleporter send him somewhere else. He felt as though his every move was being watched or, perhaps he was just being paranoid. Still, the self-proclaimed treasure hunter, or thief, as most called him, couldn't help but want to explore.
Stepping onto the teleporter, it wasn't more than a blink of an eye and he was back in his room. The tower room itself was isolated...but something didn't seem right.
"If this room is shut out, how in the world did Silvara manage to get in here with me standing on the teleporter? Something isn't right..."
He began to look around the large room, his hand searching the brick for anything that looked out of place. He also searched the furniture, dresser, bed, anything that could be moved.
Eventually, he found the answer he was looking for.
The large bookcase that was near the far corner from the bed itself moved out rather easily, although there was still a brick wall there. It appeared that the bookcase was on hinges, allowing it to act as a door. Pressing his hand towards the brick wall, he grinned to himself as his hand simply went through the wall. It was a magical illusion, and Alex now found his way to roam this castle further. Walking through the fake wall, he was now in a corridor that had a staircase winding down. It had to be an extension of the tower itself as it circled around. Alex made sure his sword was with him, not wanting to do some unexpected exploring without protection. While he had good knowledge of magic, he did not want to be unlucky and run into an elven mage. He wouldn't stand a chance if it became a magic vs. magic battle.
The staircase would eventually come to a halt to a T-intersection. To the left was a very dimly lit hallway while, to the right, it got brighter as it went further down the hallway. Assuming that the right took him back to the main part of the castle, darker light usually meant better secrets and adventure. With his right hand on the hilt of his sword, he walked down the hallway slowly, his eyes looking around. There were certain times he wished he wore armor, but he felt it was too confining. Besides, armor didn't protect against magic, and it usually only did its job with swings, not piercing blows. It also hindered him too much, and in a sword fight, he wanted every advantage possible.
The long hallway got darker and darker. Eventually, Alex was wondering if he would have to turn back for a torch of some type, but turning back probably meant the end of exploration for the night. He closed his eyes and chanted quietly to himself, eventually summoning a very bright light. It would last for as long as he could maintain his own magical energy, which wasn't going to be very long. After a few more moments, he reached the end of the dark hallway and came to a heavy wooden door. Extinguishing his light, he very slowly opened up the door...which he found was either soundproof, or he had the best timing of anyone in the world.
"Oh God! Fuck me, slave! Fuck me HARDER!"
Slipping inside the door and into the shadows of the very large, spacious room, he found what he was looking for in this mystery. There was Her Highness, Silvara, getting fucked by a Drow male. She was bent over a wooden table while the Drow pounded her as hard as he could, though he looked as though he was out of energy and was going on sheer instinct. Casting another spell, one of invisibility, he sat in the corner of the room and watched as this Elven Queen took it from a Drow. He then realized that the Drow was chained him as he fucked her, which was either some type of deep, dark sexual fantasy....or this man truly was a slave and was getting a break from being such a thing. The spell Alex had casted would last for a little longer, hopefully long enough for this to end and he would get a chance to figure out what was going on. Sure enough, not long after slipping into the corner, both Silvara and the Drow came. Once finished, the Drow practically collapsed from sheer exhaustion while the busty Queen reached down and pulled her robes up over her.
"I thought the Drow were renowned for their stamina....no wonder you didn't make the cut. Oh well, you're still fun anyways. Until next time, slave."
Silvara then walked out a back entrance of the room, leaving the Drow panting on the ground as if he was fighting for his life. Once he was convinced that he was in no danger, he dropped the spell and made his way over to the Drow.
"...a Human? How did you find this?"
The Drow spoke common, though with a very thick accent.
"There was a secret passage in my room, a magical false wall. Why are you chained down here?"
The Drow managed to pull himself up to a sitting position, reaching down to pull the leather leggings up over himself, perhaps to comfort both of them better. After all, what man wanted to see another man in that manner?
"It would be wise of you to escape this castle while you can, Human."
"Why is that?"
"Because Lady Silvara...she is insatiable. She is looking for the 'perfect man' as she says. She needs a man that can quench her thirst for lust and pleasure, but her demands are practically impossible to fulfill. You will go round after round after round with her...until you are completely spent. She will declare you a slave from that point until further notice. Basically, you are thrown down here and she comes to see if you have improved."
Alex listened to the Drow's words. It was actually surprising that this man was so open with him, given that most every Drow hated Humans. Slavery will change a person...
"How long have you been down here?"
"I believe it has been five fortnights....though I do not know. I know that one man died just after I was sent down here."
The Drow pointed over to an empty cell.
"He was in there when I was here. He had gone insane. All he wanted to do was please Silvara. He sat there with a crazed look in his eye. She would come down here and he would instantly become aroused...she would just drop her robe as she did with me, put her backside against the opening in the cell, and he would pleasure her through the metal bars. He was little more than a toy at that point for her."
Alex glanced over near the cell to see two rats fighting over some crumbs of food.
"Do you get much in the way of food or water?"
"Little. The guards give just enough to keep us going...to keep us capable of pleasing her. The man before me...before he went completely insane and then died...he told me there had been many before him. It is little more than a game to her."
Now he understood why Silvara was on the list....at least he thought he did. Silvara needed to be punished.
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
The Drow shook his head and laid back down.
"I am close to death, I fear. Even if you were to free me, I have little energy left. Do not worry. She will not visit you until I am gone...or useless. She only changed her ways with me because the senile man was feared dead...but that was not the case."
Alex grew a little cold, but now he was eager, of all things. He wanted to put this woman in her place. She was a real-life black widow...one that mated and killed.
"Go, Human. Get back to your room. I would hate to find out that my information to you was in vain. Please...do what you must, but make sure you do not fall into her trap."
Alex nodded and stood up, respecting the dying man's wishes. It took little time for him to get back to his room, getting into his bed. It would be just a few minutes after that when the teleporter in the room sprang to life and Silvara appeared.
"Are my lodgings for you adequate, Alexander?"
Alex sat up a bit in his bed, nodding to her.
"They are fit for any man to be lucky enough in your presence, Your Majesty."
His skin crawled at the very sound of speaking of those words. The Elven Queen was impressed by the way he worded the statement, though.
"That pleases me. It will not be long before I come to visit you for longer than just a few moments. Just be patient, and you will have a night that you won't soon forget."
With that, the Queen was gone, disappeared back into the teleporter. Alex then got out of bed, walking to the center of the room at the teleporter before looking up.