Rival ElvesYou are born the prince of the Human Kingdom Westerfall. You were raised as a great warrior and fought to defend not only your nation, but the two elven nations Northerndale and Southernveil as well. Your skills and heroics led you to victory after victory forcing the invaders to sue for peace. As a reward for your great effort and to cement the alliance between the Humans of Westerfall and Elven nations of Northerndale and Southerveil, you are to wed a princess for each Elven nation. A new castle was built where all three nations share a border. You are waiting in your personal suite when you hear a knock on the door, your butler leads a beautiful, white haired, fair skinned elf. You are awestruck by her beauty, grace, and voluptuous body.
Before you can respond, there is another knock on the door, your butler guides in a second elven woman before he sneaks out again. This woman is just as striking as the first except with dark hair and dark skin and her eyes are closed.
My name is Princess Elise, you must be my dear husband, Price HourThis is Elise, Her voice is soft and rings through your ears as a beautiful melody.
Before you can respond, there is another knock on the door, your butler guides in a second elven woman before he sneaks out again. This woman is just as striking as the first except with dark hair and dark skin and her eyes are closed.
I am pleased to meet you my noble husband, My name is Mara.Mara opens her eyes and is pleased at the sight of you but is quickly disgusted seeing Elise there.
Oh, you're here.Mara looks at Elise with disdain. Her once silky voice now filled with malice.
Go to hell you Ebony Skank.Elise responded, her soothing voice replaced with an angry venom as she speaks.
I'm a skank? says the bimbo wearing two pieces of cloth and calling it a garment.Mara retorts as she takes a step closer to Elise.
Bimbo? You're practically wearing the same things as me!Elise rebuts, taking a step towards Mara, their faces mere inches apart each shaking with anger.
