История Королевы Эльфов / The story of the Elf Queen: 13. Непредвиденные проблемы агента королевы эльфов

The unforeseen problems of the agent of the elf queen.

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 12:44

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Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 12:44

The Vicious Rose was in full swing. The night had fallen, and the place was full of customers. But what was going on two floors below was of no concern to those in the spacious room on the top floor. Several light and one dark elf sat at a wide table. Many scrolls and sheets of paper scribbled with various notes spread all over the table. In the center lay a very detailed map of Morgrave, with many different markings, notations, and route lines. Next to it was a separate map of the Upper City, even more detailed and more densely filled with additional information. Separately, there was a map of one particular block and a floor-by-floor map of one of the mansions. The latter was the least complete, with lots of question marks. The elves had been collecting, studying, and analyzing all this information for the past two days, working out a plan of action. In a separate pile were several sheets of paper, written in small handwriting, and a memorizing crystal, which contained the reflections of a short, slender man of age, with short, slender gray hair, a neatly groomed beard, and the hard face of a man accustomed to command. Vinatira de Vaar Gras.

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:31

Leaning over the map of the Upper City, Darendil leaned back in his chair and shook his head grimly:

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:31

"It's dangerous. If the operation fails, there will be big problems not only for us but the whole Forest."

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:32

Sitting across from him, Luaval spread his hands:

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:33

"We've discussed this several times. A direct assault on their neighborhood has been ruled out for obvious reasons. That would be tantamount to a declaration of war on the Confederacy. It's also very unlikely we'll be able to sneak in. Not in the time we have left. Too tough a nut to crack. If we just had to kill the bastard, I'd take my chances, especially with your support. But we need him alive. You can't pull something like this off in secret without a lot more preparation, and a systematic opening of the defenses. Something's bound to go wrong. And we don't have time for that, for obvious reasons."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:42

With a nod, Luaval pointed to the next room. There. In the center of the ritual circle, one of the Secret Guard agents lay on a comfortable bed in her nightgown. Her eyes were closed, a magical tiara on her forehead. She was breathing heavily. Her hardened nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. Her companion, whom she had recently replaced, in the same nightgown, sat with a detached look on the edge of a chair against the wall, staring at nothing in front of her. In one hand, she held a half-empty vial of revitalizing potion, with her other hand she openly rubbed herself lazily between her legs, paying no attention to anyone. On her head, she wore a thin silver hoop adorned with elaborate filigree carvings and many small gems. Next to her stood a magician of the Secret Guard, who with a concentrated face made smooth passes with his hands, in which he held a pair of short magical wands, one of wood, the other of metal. On his forehead was a magical tiara, centered on a classic trio of red, yellow, and blue gems. The stones began to glow, stronger and weaker in turn. The stones on the elf's headband lit up in unison with them. Gradually, her expression began to change and her eyes began to make sense. But she still continued to unconsciously caress herself. Turning back to Darendil, Luaval summarized:

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:37

"So that leaves us with only one option. Take him in the city, outside his home neighborhood, and do it as quietly as possible so no one realizes it's us. Which means we have to do it tonight. We may not get another chance."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:43

"We can call for backup. With the support of two more stars, we can try to infiltrate his mansion without noise and dust."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:43

"No way. You know the orders. We are the only ones authorized for this operation. Direct orders from Her Majesty and the Head of the Secret Guard."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:44

Grinning, Darendil said slowly:

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:44

"Any idea how we're gonna get the prisoner out?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:44

"We'll have her out in a couple of days. If we do this right, they won't realize we're the ones who kidnapped Vinatir. They'll think of competitors, his enemies, or the Night Guild. And without him, they won't do anything decisive with her."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:47

"They may try to take her out."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:47

"All the better. A ship or a land caravan would be much easier to capture than a fortified manor in a closed trading quarter. They wouldn't risk using the city's portal, and it was too dangerous to use a private one to bypass the shield hanging over the city. Even if they succeeded, it would draw too much attention to themselves."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:48

After pondering his dark kin's words for a few moments, Twilight asked:

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:48

"You sure you can handle it?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:48

"With your help? The odds of success are more than good. Especially if we use Emergency Stash.".

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:49

Grudgingly grimacing again, Darendil uttered:

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:51

"The Superintendent's Office will be fascinated. All right, then it's settled. We take Vinatir. We do a quick interrogation, and find out everything we can about his estate's defenses first. After that, we bring out the prisoner. We begin preparations."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:52

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Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:38

The same windowless room was filled with the thick scent of incense, and an enchanted box on a small table in the corner humming its tune. Several magical lamps shone brightly under the ceiling. On a massive wooden chair with armrests sat an elven woman with snow-white hair, strapped to it with wide leather straps around her arms, legs, waist, and head. She wore no clothes except for a magic-suppressing collar and a silver hoop on her head. Her slender, trained body was covered in sweat and a fine shiver ran through it. Kneeling in front of her, in a single loincloth, with a soft cushion under her feet, was a dark-haired, pretty girl. In her right hand, she held the long stiff feather of some huge bird. With a blank expression, she guided the very tip of it between the captive's labia. Up. Down. Up. Down. Closing her eyes and biting her lips, the elf tried her best to pull away, to shut out what was happening around her. From the annoying beeping of the box. From the sickeningly annoying incense. And from the damned, damned feather, unbearably tickling and tormenting her tortured pussy! It didn't work.

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:42

"Darling, why are you torturing yourself?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:56

The voice of the sorceress standing behind the helpless captive was full of tender sympathy and literal motherly kindness. It went straight to her head, inside her skull, breaking through the barrier of will and the desperate unwillingness to hear. Drowning out all other thoughts. Leaving no room for them.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:58

"Look what you've done to yourself. How could you do this? Why did you join the warriors in the first place? That's not what women are made for. Our destiny is to love and be loved. Don't you realize that?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:58

"The captive said nothing, concentrating hard on keeping herself to herself. She had already realized that answering her unwilling interlocutor would make her job easier. That was something the elf was not going to do."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 07:59

"Look where it got you. Was it worth it? Is it better than being surrounded by the care, affection, and luxury befitting such a beauty? You know that yourself. But you don't want to admit the obvious because of your stubbornness and arrogance. And you continue to torture yourself in vain. It would be so much easier to accept the simple truth. That. Is. So. Nice."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:05

With the last word, Ashuira's dark-haired assistant deftly intercepted the quill and jabbed the sharp end of it between her legs. It hit the right spot without a hitch. Exhausted, she couldn't stand it any longer and with a loud moan reached the limit of pleasure, clutching her hands into the armrests and straining the straps that held her. A small puddle spilled on the chair between her legs.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:06

"See, honey? I was right. And your body agrees with me completely. Listen to it, it won't lie to you. But right now, it needs to rest. And so do you."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:25

With these words, the sorceress gently ran her palm over the cheek of the heavily breathing and trembling elf. She didn't react to it, falling into oblivion. After a few minutes, her breathing calmed down and her mind finally fell asleep. Smiling contentedly, Ashuira nodded to her assistant. She immediately put aside her quill and began to unbuckle the prisoner. The sorceress signaled to her second assistant, who stood silently against the wall. He immediately began to move a comfortable wooden bed to the center of the room and placed soft cushions on it. Next, he placed an exquisite chair with a high back and armrests beside the bed. When he finished with the furniture, he quickly extinguished all the scented candles and activated the stationary artifact to purify the air. A breeze immediately blew into the room, and the smell of incense began to fade rapidly.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:28

While the room was being ventilated, Ashuira's assistant arranged new candles, with a different scent. Then he went to the box and, with a few movements, changed the melody to a new, much smoother, and calming tune. After making sure it was set correctly, he turned off the ceiling lights and turned on the ones hidden in special niches in the walls. The room was instantly plunged into an intimate semi-darkness. After that, the sorceress' assistant turned off the artifact that had already purified the air and lit the scented candles again. By this point, Ashuira's assistant had fully released the elfess sleeping in the chair. Her mistress leaned over to her and whispered affectionately into her long elfin ear:

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:30

"Zitra, darling, can you hear me? It's time to wake up. Wake up, my darling."

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 20:39

The elfess flinched, opened her eyes, and blinked absent-mindedly.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:30

"Good morning, darling. It's time for you to get up. Tonga's waiting for you."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:31

The freed prisoner yawned widely, stretched, and gingerly rose to her feet, leaning on the arm of her dark-skinned assistant. She helped the elf to her feet, then took a couple of fluffy towels from a table in the corner and began gently wipe the captive of her sweat. And from her love juices.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:32

"How did you sleep, darling?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:33

"Excellent, honorable Ashuir. I have had wonderful dreams."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:56

The elven woman's voice was devoid of emotion, her eyes half-closed, her face sleepy and indifferent. She didn't pay any attention to the dark-skinned assistant who was carefully toweling her off.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:56

"Really? Will you share them with me?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 08:57

"I dreamt of a man."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:00

"How interesting. Who was it?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:00

"I don't know. I don't remember his face. But I remember that I care about him a lot. I know I care about him a lot."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:00

When she finished toweling Zitrael off, Tonga took a vial of special moisturizing skin oil from the table by the wall and poured it generously over the still-standing elf's shoulders and chest. She paid no attention to it. Ashuir's assistant put the vial aside and began to smear it over the elf's slender body.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:02

"That's it. And what did you do?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:02

"He and I loved each other. Then came the enemies. I didn't see their faces. I don't remember who they were. But they were enemies. They wanted to hurt him."

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:02

"And what did you do?"

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:03

"I protected him from them. No one hurt him. Then he and I loved each other again. But now there were other women with us. I don't remember their faces. But I remember there were several. They were beautiful."

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 18:37

"How amazing. So what did you do?"

Camrad_RIP 02.03.24 в 18:37

Ashuira watched with a faint smile as Tonga finished rubbing the oil all over Zithra's breasts and was now openly caressing her breasts with one hand, pressing her naked tits against her from behind. With her other hand, she slid between the elf's legs and used two fingers to massage the most sensitive point of her pussy.

Camrad_RIP 03.03.24 в 09:04