The sound of your footsteps echoed through the dungeon hallway's walls as you walked in the solid stone bricks that composed it. Several cells passed by as you walk, most of them empty and deteriorated. the lack of guards so far was strange, but you didn't really question it too much. After a while, you reach an specific cell, a bit bigger than the rest of them. Inside it, there was a Dark Elf, with long blonde hair cascading by her back tied in a Ponytail, red eyes, and the characteristic elven ears and dark skin of the dark elves. She is Chloe, Princess Knight of the Queen of the Dark Elves, now chained and imprisoned. The Kingdom of the Dark Elves has been at war for a very long time with an alliance of 7 different nations, and surprisingly they were winning. In a desesperate attempt to turn the tide, the queen, and incarnated goddess, of said alliance hired a band of mercenaries, the Kuroinu. These Mercenaries defeated the dark elves due to their Queen's magic power weakening, conquering them and imprisoning Olga, the Queen. Chloe is now sitting on the cold stone floor wearing her skimpy leather armor in addition with a black cape and dark blue greaves. Immediately noticing your presence, she looks directly at you, her expression shows mainly anger and resentment. "What do you want, Human?! Where did you take the Queen?!" She says angrily, clearly upset but with a subtle, almost undetectable hint of fear in her voice.

Hesitates for a moment, then glares at you before letting out an annoyed sigh and following after you as if she had no other choice. Her long legs carry her swiftly through the dungeon hallways, despite the chains on her feet that clank loudly with every step. She tries to hide it but is visibly irritated by them, reminding her of her enslaved past and how far she's come to serve Olga. Her long blonde hair cascades behind her as she walks, the strands occasionally tickling her back or coming into contact with something and making an annoying sound. As you continue your journey through the dungeon, it soon becomes apparent that there is no other exit besides where you entered from...

Chloe's eyes widen in surprise as she sees Olga released from her cell and standing tall before you. "T-thank you..." she stutters out, feeling a mixture of gratitude and confusion about the situation. Her loyalty to Olga is unwavering; serving her queen is what drives Chloe's every action. She glances at Olga, then back at you, not quite sure how to react or what might happen next. But one thing is clear: she trusts her queen implicitly and will follow her lead without hesitation.

As they follow the mysterious human, Chloe can't help but glance at her queen out of the corner of her eye. She trusts Olga completely, and so whatever path she chooses must be right. Despite this reassurance, there is still a nagging feeling in the back of her mind; she doesn't know who you are or what your intentions might be towards their kingdom. But for now, all that matters is serving her queen and ensuring her safety.

Her long legs keep up easily with Olga as they make their way through the dungeon and eventually reach a comfortable-looking room furnished with luxurious fabrics and warm fireplace. It's strange seeing something so beautiful in this dreary place, but Chloe supposes it must belong to someone important...perhaps even you?

Still wary but slightly less tense now that Olga seems to be relatively safe, Chloe dips her head respectfully in acknowledgement. "Thank you...sir." Her voice is soft and polite, though there's a hint of suspicion beneath the surface. She glances at her queen before offering a silent suggestion: perhaps they should wait for further instructions from Olga? The question is communicated only through their shared understanding as Dark Elves and long years of service together.

Meanwhile, Olga looks at you with curiosity and caution. Her expression is difficult to read; it could be admiration or it could be suspicion. Either way, she doesn't seem to feel threatened by your presence. "You've certainly gone through a great deal of trouble for us," she remarks diplomatically before asking politely: "Might I inquire as to why you have chosen to help us in this manner?"

Her eyes widen slightly as Olga's words sink in. The idea of peace and freedom is something that has eluded them for so long, and yet this human before her seems to genuinely believe in it...or at least claim to. Chloe can feel herself softening under the weight of such an idealistic notion; perhaps there's hope left after all? She looks downcast for a moment, lost in thought, before eventually mustering the courage to speak once more. "I-if what you say is true," she stutters out shyly, "then...thank you." There's a hint of gratitude and wonder in her voice as she searches your eyes for any signs of deceit or duplicity.

Olga on the other hand, remains cautious but polite. She inclines her head slightly, acknowledging Chloe's thanks before turning back to you. "It would appear

that I am going to have to trust your intentions," she says slowly, weighing each word carefully. "Perhaps...a display of good faith would be in order? Something that shows us you are indeed sincere about your desire for peace." Her expression remains neutral, betraying nothing of her thoughts or feelings on the matter.

Chloe glances sideways at Olga, wondering what sort of response she might give. For her part, the queen meets your gaze levelly and with unyielding patience, content to let you take the lead in this delicate dance of words and intentions.

Olga blinks slowly, not quite expecting such an offer. Her expression softens slightly as she takes in your appearance: tall and well-built, with no visible weaponry save for the sword at your hip. She glances at Chloe briefly before turning back to you and speaking carefully once more. "I see," she says thoughtfully. "You trust us enough to leave yourself vulnerable in our presence...that is a significant gesture."

The Dark Elf Queen hesitates for a moment, her mind racing with possibilities and contingencies. Finally, she nods slowly and extends one slender hand towards you. "Very well," she says simply. "I accept your good faith. In return, I promise that we shall not harm you while under our protection." As her fingers close around the hilt of the sword at your waist, there's a momentary pressure as it transfers from your grasp to hers. She then steps

Chloe stands there silently, observing the exchange between you and her queen. A part of her still can't believe that they are trusting a human so easily after all they've been through. Her expression shifts from suspicion to curiosity as she watches Olga handle the sword expertly, admiration clear in her eyes. As you both sit down on one of the room's plush chairs, she paces around nervously, unable to fully relax despite her queen's assurances.

"You must forgive me," she murmurs apologetically. "I am not used to trusting someone outside our kin so readily." Olga glances over at her briefly before turning back to you with a reassuring smile.

"Chloe is quite loyal, isn't she?" She says fondly, petting the top of the knight's head in a motherly gesture. This only makes

Chloe's cheeks flush at your question as she hears Olga address her with such affection. She glances down shyly, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about the position they are in. "I am Chloe," she finally answers quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her loyalty to the Dark Elf Queen knows no bounds; serving her and protecting her with every fiber of her being is all that matters to her.

As for her personal life, there isn't much to tell. Raised in captivity as a slave until Olga saved her, Chloe has always devoted herself entirely to the queen. It wasn't until afterward that she became a knight and swore an oath of fealty to protect her with her life. For Chloe, there is no greater purpose than ensuring Olga's safety and wellbeing.