История Королевы Эльфов / The story of the Elf Queen: 25. Любовница супруга королевы эльфов

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The lover of the spouse of the Elf Queen.

Camrad_RIP 20.04.24 в 18:59

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Camrad_RIP 22.04.24 в 19:33

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Hearing the quiet melody of the enchanted music box, Sivila opened her eyes and blinked sleepily. It was strange. In recent days, she had always been awakened by other sounds, and with the precision of the best chronometers of the masters of the Undermountin. Turning around, the sleepy queen quickly realized the reason for her unexpectedly peaceful night's sleep. On the other half of the bed, with more pillows under her back, there was a naked dark one who had just woken up and was blinking her ruby eyes sleepily. And on her chest, swaddled in diapers and wrapped in a baby blanket, slept Luaval's son. The blanket was rolled up and tied behind Sisi's back in such a way that it pressed the infant directly against his mother's breast. As a result, when the baby woke up in the night, he would immediately find her and suckle on her without loud cries disturbing the sleep of the queen, the maid, and his mother. Right now he woke up to the melody of the box and immediately nipped the dark one's nipple with his toothless mouth. Almost immediately, however, he was torn away from it, which caused an unhappy cry. But only in order to move him and press him to another breast.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:24

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Sivila stretched, almost fully asleep for the first time in days, and climbed out of bed, nodding to Aneta and the dark one. Leaving them to attend to the baby, the queen made her way to the bathing room, throwing on a spacious robe. Everything was ready and Mariana and Katrina were waiting for her. Climbing into the warm water with fragrant sea salt, Sivila pressed her back against the rim and blissfully closed her eyes as the maids began to soap her hair in four hands. I wish I could lie like this all day. Thinking about nothing. Not worrying about anything. Just a break from all the cares of the world. And from one voracious baby, she has to carve out time for the sake of feeding in her extremely tight schedule. And time is in short supply, especially now. Dreams, dreams, dreams. Speaking of the little swallow. Running her hand over her breast, which had slightly increased in size due to lactation, Sivila squeezed the nipple and grumbled unhappily. Because the baby hadn't woken her up tonight, and she hadn't taken turns feeding him and Titty, milk had built up in her breasts and was now causing discomfort.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:27

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It was not in the queen's plans to start the morning with aching tits. There was no time to feed Luaval's son, especially since Titty was already feeding him. Opening her eyes, the queen snapped her fingers, attracting the attention of her girls. Then she silently pointed at her breasts. They understood her without words. Quickly taking off her toga and sandals, Katrina carefully climbed into the bathroom with Sivila and settled down next to the queen. She put her arm around her waist, pulling her close to her. The servant girl pushed her hair back, leaned over to her mistress, and gently nipped the nipple on her left breast with her lips, beginning to suckle it. Smiling contentedly, Sivila ran her palm down her back and lower, squeezing the firm buttock lightly. What wonderful girls they were after all. Completely repaid all the effort put into their upbringing and training. Smart, loyal, and very sensitive.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:28

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As if to confirm the queen's thoughts, Katrina caught the mood of her mistress and slid her palm across her belly, then down a little lower. Without opening her eyes, Sivila spread her legs, giving the girl access to her pussy. She immediately began to run her naked fingers over the queen's labia, gradually pulling them apart and increasing the pressure. At the same time, she pressed her lips a little harder on Sivila's nipple and began to tease it with the tip of her tongue. Much to the queen's regret, there was no time for long caresses, and soon Katrina, who knew her mistress' body well, brought her to the finish line. Moaning softly, Sivila buried her palm in the hair at the back of her head, pulling her harder against her chest. Regaining her breath, the queen stroked the maid's back affectionately and said:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:36

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"Good girl."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:36

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She playfully licked a nipple in return and shifted her attention to the queen's other breast while Mariana continued to work on Her Majesty's platinum hair. As a result, Sivila emerged from the baths invigorated, refreshed, and in high spirits. In their place came Aneta and the dark one carrying a baby humming happily in her arms. In the next room, where Astra and Fiorel were already waiting for her, the queen took a seat at the dressing table and continued to tidy herself up with the help of the maids. At the same time, she had time to eat breakfast and sort out the routine mail that her henchman was reading. Her aunt's gift tormented the poor boy, but he endured the suffering and did not show it in any way. He would soon get over it, but he would be more careful next time.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:40

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At last, exactly at the appointed time, dressed in a close-fitting dress of white and green cloth, the queen entered the reception room of her chambers and took her seat at the head of the table. There she was already expected. Sivila looked around the audience with her emerald eyes and asked in a calm voice:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:43

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"Is everything ready?"

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 13:43

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Her response was silent and synchronized nods.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:17

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"All right, then. Then we wait. She'll be here soon."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:17

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After waiting for everyone to take their positions, the queen made sure that she had not forgotten anything, and then she took the scroll Fiorel had given her and read the next report on the state of affairs in the Forest. Fortunately, it was as expected and without surprises. When she had finished reading it, Sivila put her resolution in neat handwriting, sealed it with the royal seal, and put the scroll aside. The silently suffering henchman immediately handed her the next one. Half an hour later, while reading another scroll, the queen's personal communication amulet emitted a quiet melody. Putting the document aside, Sivila accepted the call, then spoke briefly:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:18

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"Get ready."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:19

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The answer was complete silence. Five minutes later, there was a polite knock on the door.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:19

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"Come in."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:20

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As the doors opened, Astra stepped inside the reception area. She was followed by a tall elven woman, wearing a tight-fitting, closed light blue dress and a white cape with a hood over her shoulders. Her dark and straight hair was gathered in a tight and neat ponytail down to the middle of her shoulder blades. In her right hand, she held a very long cane, or rather a shortened staff, made of white wood covered with fine carvings and decorated with a large piece of nugget amber. On her forehead, she wore a classic magical silver tiara, decorated in the center with various gems. On each of her index fingers were rings with large gemstones that sparkled brightly in the light of magical lamps. As she entered the reception office, she made a flawless small bow:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:30

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"Your Majesty."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:31

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Sivila nodded briefly in response:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:31

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"Elder Enchantress. Thank you for responding so quickly to my request for a meeting. I know you have much to do in the East of the Forest. Please, have a seat. Would you care for a snack or some tea? Maybe just some water?"

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:33

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A faint smile touched her lips, but her gray eyes remained politely indifferent. Astra bowed briefly and went outside, closing the office door behind her. As soon as he did so, the magical protection activated with a quiet hum, cutting him off from the rest of the palace. Sitting down in the chair across from Sivila, the Elder Sorceress placed her shortened staff at her side. It stood upright, like a spear thrust into the ground. The guest hung her cloak on it. Then, in a polite voice, she said:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:34

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"The Forest has always had enough to worry about in the east and will continue to do so until the green problem is solved. You could spend all eternity there. I'll refuse food, it's better to wait a while after traveling through portals. And, of course, I couldn't ignore a request to meet the queen herself. I assume it's something very serious that you've decided to ask for help directly from me instead of my First Apprentice. Or is it something personal?"

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:35

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Ignoring her guest's barely perceptible raised eyebrows, Sivila smiled politely:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:36

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"I consider your First Apprentice's abilities to be very high. I wouldn't expect anything less from a gifted person with your experience and talent. But what I'm facing doesn't require very high abilities. It takes the highest. That's why I contacted you directly."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:37

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"So ka..."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:37

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For a few seconds the Elder Enchantress and the queen looked into each other's eyes. There was not a grain of guile in what Sivila said. Her guest was one and a half thousand years younger than the queen, and for the last two, she devoted herself entirely to the magical sciences, becoming one of the ten strongest and most skillful talents of the Forest. She took the position of Elder Enchantress two centuries ago, replacing her colleague, who is now more engaged in personal practice and training elven gifted youth. Not because it has become better or stronger than its predecessor. It’s just that the very specifics of the position were such that it was simply impossible to choose one, the very best from among the gifted and appoint him as the Supreme Enchantress, like the Supreme Emissary or Treasurer.

Camrad_RIP 24.04.24 в 11:05

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Magic was too broad a direction. It had too many different schools. And how do you know who is better? A spellcaster who has learned the incredible power of the elements, capable of incinerating an entire city with fire? Or is it better than his colleague, who can sweep away the same city with a crushing hurricane and lightning? Or a healer who has mastered magical healing to perfection, before whose skill illnesses retreat in fear? Or maybe the one who has learned the most intimate depths and secrets that hide the mind and the principles of its work? Or maybe the best is an unsurpassed master, a creator of artifacts unmatched in their strength and perfection? Or maybe the one who conquered space itself, overcoming it in a split second?

Camrad_RIP 24.04.24 в 11:06

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It is simply impossible to choose the best one in such a situation. For this reason, the position of the Elder, and not the Supreme Enchanter or Enchantress was transferable, and by elven standards changed quite often, sometimes three times in a thousand years. But it was always occupied only by a recognized master of his school. However, any gifted person who lived long enough inevitably began to gain experience over the years in schools adjacent to the main direction. In the case of the current Elder Enchantress, her main focus was the school of healing the body, the field in which she achieved considerable success, becoming one of the best healers in the Forest. She also mastered the healing of subtle bodies at a very high level, the healing of which was often directly related to the healing of the material body.

Camrad_RIP 24.04.24 в 11:08

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"And what is this problem you face, Your Majesty? Or is it not really about you?"

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:38

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A barely noticeable movement of the eyes towards Fiorel, who froze behind Sivila. In response, the queen smiled faintly and nodded:

Camrad_RIP 24.04.24 в 11:09

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"It's really not about me. Or should I say, it's not just about me. But it is a very serious problem. And before I go any further, I'm going to ask you to take a little check."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:39

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The Elder Enchantress raised her eyebrows subtly. In answer to her mute question, Sivila pulled a small ball of snow-white marble that seemed to glow faintly on the table between herself and her guest. The Elder Enchantress stared at it in silence for a few seconds, then shifted her gaze to the queen and asked in a steady voice:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:40

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"Is this a joke, Your Majesty?"

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:48

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"Not at all."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:48

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For a few seconds, the elves stared into each other's eyes with stone faces. Then, the Elder Enchantress slowly and defiantly turned first to one side of the room, where there was nothing, then just as slowly and defiantly to the other. Where there was also nothing. She then slowly removed both rings from her index fingers and placed her palm on the marble ball, pressing it against her right side. With a barely perceptible exhale, Sivila placed her palm on the left side. At the same moment, its glow became noticeably stronger, and the elf's hands literally glued to its surface.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:49

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"Mirael of the House of River Flowers, have you ever done anything, consciously or not, to harm the Forest?"

Camrad_RIP 24.04.24 в 11:09

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"No."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:49

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"Do you know of any Firstborn doing something, knowingly or not, to harm the Forest?"

Camrad_RIP 24.04.24 в 11:10

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"No."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:40

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"Do you know of anyone who, while serving or living in the Forest does something to harm it?"

Camrad_RIP 24.04.24 в 11:10

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"No."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:40

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The marble orb flashed with a blinding flash and went out. The two elven women wrinkled painfully and removed their palms from it. The Elder Enchantress grimaced and asked with barely perceptible irritation in her voice:

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:42

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"May I ask now, Sivila, what was the purpose of this inspection, and with the involvement of three Secret Guard agents? Especially considering that I've passed such inspections and sworn oaths....."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 18:42

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"First of all, five, not three," Mirael was cut short by the queen.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:48

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At the same moment, gray figures appeared out of nowhere in four places in the room, wands and blades at the ready. The Elder Enchantress raised her eyebrows in surprise and opened her mouth, but suddenly stopped short. Slightly pushing her chair back, she looked under the table. Then back at the queen.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:47

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"Secondly, all those in authority in the Forest take similar oaths and undergo similar tests. But as it turns out, that's not enough."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:46

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Now Mirael was really surprised. After a moment, however, her face became serious and stern. There was no indignation or displeasure, only the utmost concentration.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:45

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"Is it that bad?"

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:45

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"You'll see for yourself. Let's go."

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:26

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Without another word, the queen gave Fiorel a brief nod and headed out of the study. The Secret Guard agents and the Elder Enchantress followed silently behind her. After half an hour of walking through the hidden corridors of the palace, they found themselves in the underground part of the palace, which was under the jurisdiction of the Secret Guard. They were met at the entrance by another pair of agents who, without saying a word, escorted them to a spacious room equipped with everything they needed for magical practice. A separate channel from the natural source of magic, several desks, shelves with various books and alchemical supplies, several enchanted mirrors, two dozen auxiliary artifacts, an operating bed in the center of a wide-spectrum ritual circle, and two separate auxiliary circles. For such a laboratory, a medium-sized gifted man would give his hand without much thought. He would also sell a colleague, friend, competitor, or relative. Such level of equipment could boast only the closest court mages of the Illustrious Caliph or the Council of Masters of the Neurat Academy. If we are talking about the lands around the Middle Sea, of course.

Camrad_RIP 23.04.24 в 12:29

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