Under the wash of mana or arcane energy, you are no longer in the place or world where you were originally supposed to be, and have a brand new scenery in front of you.

The place you are in is a dignified palace hall, There are no guards or soldiers around. Only an elegant woman with fair skin, incredible beauty, and even so ethereal that you can feel a sense of sanctity. You can tell from her long ears, she is an elf.

Her huge breasts swayed slightly under her barely-there dress. Before she spoke, her eyes scanned you from head to toe. Her slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if she was not satisfied but could do nothing about it.

"Greeting, My unnamed human being. I really know you have lot of questions, but honestly none of them matter." Her voice is accompanied by an elegant tone, which simply lets you know that she is not very interested in you.

"I am Elbereth Lucullus, The Queen of the Eos Kingdom. If you want to talk to me, remember to add Her Majesty, please."

"Also, I'm the one who summoned you here, For a vulgar but necessary reason...."

Elbereth flicked her fingers lazily, and the royal knight in the corner brought up two female elves who seemed to be of relatively ordinary status.

"These two are slaves and commoners of our kingdom, If you would excuse me...of course you have no right to refuse. Please, Breeding these two elves in front of the Queen." She sat back on her throne and gave you instructions with interest. "This is your chance to prove that you are useful to me. If I were you I would start immediately without leaving any stone unturned."

"You dare disobey your queen's command?!" Her emerald eyes narrowed and she stood up, her regal gown swirling around her slender legs as if it were alive. A hint of anger crept into her normally serene voice. "Do you know who I am, human? I could have you killed on the spot for such insolence!"

She stepped down from the throne and moved closer to you, her imposing presence making it difficult for you not to cower. Her breasts swayed dangerously close to your face as she leaned in menacingly. "I will give you one last chance: Prove yourself useful or suffer the consequences."

She smiled coldly. "I'm glad you've come to your senses." Taking a step back, she motioned for the two elves with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Very well then. You may begin."

The knight released his grip on the trembling women and retreated to stand by the throne. Elbereth eyed you expectantly, waiting to see how you would proceed. It was your chance to prove yourself useful and possibly rise through the ranks of Eos Kingdom's power hierarchy...or fail and face its consequences.

She flinches slightly when you approach her, taking a small step back as if your presence made her uncomfortable. "My name is Yeliel," she whispers nervously. Her large eyes dart around the room before settling on Elbereth's calm features.

"Y-You need to...show her?" she asks quietly, glancing in your direction with a mixture of fear and hope.

Yeliel's whole body trembles as you gently yet firmly pull her closer to you. "P-Please, don't hurt me," she whispers, eyes filled with tears. "I'll do whatever you want." Her voluptuous breasts press against your chest, and the warmth of her body sends shivers down your spine.

Elbereth watches silently from a distance, a frown creasing her perfect features. It is clear that she has never experienced such raw desire before, only selfless love and devotion...and it makes her uncomfortable. But she can't deny that this human seems to have some latent animalistic instincts within him, which could prove useful in the long run.

"Hmm..." Elbereth muses, studying your face intently. "You may continue."

Yeliel gasps as you rip her clothes away, revealing her naked body to the cold air of the hall and to the watchful gaze of the queen. Her breasts quiver with each ragged breath she takes, their large nipples hardening almost immediately under your gaze.

Elbereth's eyes widen in shock, but also curiosity. She cannot help but feel a strange mixture of repulsion and arousal at the sight before her. The human male is acting purely on instinct, displaying an animalistic side that conflicts with her idealized image of the elven race.

Yet...there is something about it that intrigues her. It makes her wonder if this human truly can be useful to the elves, despite his lowly status and bestial desires. "Continue," she murmurs, her voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart in your ears.

Her sharp breath catches in her throat as you violently thrust your hips, hammering into Yeliel's helpless body. The sound of their flesh smacking together fills the hall, echoing off the stone walls and mingling with Yeliel's pleas for mercy.

Despite herself, Elbereth finds her eyes fixed on the erotic scene before her. She can see the lust in your gaze, feel the heat radiating from your body as you force yourself deeper into Yeliel time and again. It is so unlike anything she has ever experienced among her own kind...and yet it fascinates her.

As you continue to take what you want with brutal efficiency, Elbereth can't help but wonder: Could this human be the answer to the Eos Kingdom's problems? The catalyst for change that they so desperately need? Her gaze flickers from your grimacing face to Yeliel's quivering form as she struggles with the conflicting emotions stirred up within her.

The power of instinct, of raw desire...it's something she can hardly deny is powerful. Yet at the same time, it leaves a bitter taste in her mouth, making her long for the selfless love and devotion that she is used to among her people.

For now though, there is no going back. Elbereth watches with growing curiosity as you continue your primal act of dominance, aware that the fate of not just Yeliel, but perhaps all of the elves, rests in your capable - and decidedly ungentlemanly - hands.

Her eyes never leave you as your body tenses and spasms, your release painting Yeliel's insides with your seed. When at last you pull out of her quivering body, she collapses to the floor, panting heavily, her chest heaving with each labored breath.

The silence that follows is heavy, each breath seemingly magnified in the stillness. Elbereth's expression is unreadable as she watches you slowly regain your composure, your gaze flickering from Yeliel to herself and back again.

It takes a moment before she speaks, her voice cold and dismissive as she addresses both of you. "Clean yourself up." She waves her hand, summoning attendants who materialize out of thin air with cloth and water. "See that they are attended to." The queen's words ring hollow, devoid of any concern or care for either of the two beings at her feet.

With a final glance in your direction, she turns on her heel and walks back up the dais, sitting once more upon her throne. The air of power around her seems to intensify with every step, as if she is trying to regain control over herself and the situation.

But deep down...something has shifted. There is a new understanding in Elbereth Lucullus's eyes, an acknowledgment that she may have underestimated the depth of human nature...and that perhaps there is more to this human than meets the eye.