A look into the human camp.

Prince Alexander Valtrin was only 25. Not the oldest or the youngest of the Emperor's children he knew he'd been sent out to this edge of the empire out of fear he might challenge his brother for the throne. His popularity at court was well known. His good looks and charm were the talk of the court. Particularly among the unwedded daughters of the various nobility. That charm wasn't currently on display, however.

Alexander thrust roughly into the woman on her knees in front of him, her cries ringing out, unheard by those outside due to the thick walls of the prince's cabin. "Take it all you fucking elf slut!" He growled as he **** more of his length into the woman whose pointed ears belied her race. Her flowing blonde hair was clenched firmly in his right hand as he used it for leverage to keep her head up. Deciding that he wanted more he leaned over and grabbed her arm, withdrawing briefly as he flipped her onto her back. Seeing the shock in her jade green eyes at the suddenness of the maneuver before they closed so that she didn't have to watch him penetrate her once again.

"P-please-." She tried to beg, not even sure what she was going to say before she was silenced as he enveloped his length into her once again. She let out a grunt as the prince roughly fondled her breasts. They weren't very large, only a B cup but they'd been perfect for her former duties as a soldier in the elf army. Not getting in her way as she'd drawn her bow. The way they were being handled now sent guilty pleasure running through her body. Alexander felt his pleasure rising as well and knew he wouldn't last much longer. From the change in his thrusts, the Elf knew it too and her face took on an appearance of panic.

"D-don't cum in me! Please! My family will disown me if I have a half-breed." She begged knowing that it would be useless.

"Should have thought of that before getting captured," Alexander snarled, forcing himself as deep as he could go as he released his royal seed into the woman beneath him. He knew his father would disapprove of what he was doing. He also didn't care.

The elf's back curved as she felt her own orgasm hit. This final act of humiliation turning her body against her fully. When she finally came down the prince was still looking down at her, recovering from his own climax.

"I never would have met you if I hadn't been." She said gently wrapping an arm around his neck and playfully rolling him over. Giving him a kiss as she came out on top. His softening cock giving a twitch inside her.

"You know I almost stopped. I thought you'd forgotten the word." He said, wrapping an arm around her.

"I'd have killed you if you tried." She laughed as she snuggled against his chest.

Rayna Windcrest had been dying when she first met Alexander. Her patrol had over-extended while harrying the humans and been ambushed. Only the imminent arrival of elf forces had prevented her from being **** but it did not prevent her capture. It would have been a waste to kill her according to her captors. By the time they'd returned to human lines she was half starved and hadn't been given any water for two days. There were welts on her back from where she had been hit and **** to keep going and she honestly doubted she'd survive. One of her fellow patrol-mates had died only the previous day. When they finally made it to a human fort her body had failed her and she'd collapsed right after going through the gate. She'd expected to be beaten but honestly, she hadn't cared. She just wanted it to be over. When she heard a furious voice that was different from the others she'd roused from her stupor to look.

A man was holding the wrist of the captor with the lash. Her other wardens looking uncertainly at the situation, some with hands on their weapons. When the stranger spoke they quickly removed them. The authority in his voice told them he wasn't someone to mess with.

"I don't care what General Farview has said. I am Prince Alexander Valtrin. I am now in command here. While that is the case there will be no executing the wounded unless for mercy, there will be no brutality against civilians and there will be no brutalizing of prisoners of war." If he'd simply shouted that would have been intimidating, but the calm controlled anger in his voice was far more terrifying.

"Yo-your highness! I had no idea! My apologies your highness!" The man sounded like he was begging for his life, which he likely was, all of the others had fallen to their knees when Alexander had announced his identity, forcing the three other elvish prisoners to join them. The humans were all terrified, thinking the prince would consider that brutality. It was then that the prince looked down at her, the pity on his face told her how badly she looked.

"Go inform General Lundar and Falmore that I have arrived. I will be along shortly." He said finally releasing the man who seemed unsure of whether he should bow or run. In the end, he did a combination of the two, tripping several times in his attempt to get away. "Get these ones something to eat from the main kitchen. If anyone takes issue with it tell them to take it up with me." He said to the other humans, indicating the prisoners who had hope on their faces for the first time in days. With several 'yes your Highnesses' and much moving of feet, they'd quickly risen to do his bidding. Taking special care to help the elves and letting them lean on them.

As for Rayna, Alexander had personally carried her to his physician. He'd checked on her daily. When she was finally able to move he'd taken her for walks around the camp. A little longer and those walks started to be moonlit. One of which was around the perimeter of the camp. He'd been offering her a chance to escape but instead, they wound up kissing, then much more. Since then, they'd both become comfortable with one another, as far as anyone knew for sure he was interrogating her every night. Only his royal guard knew better and they knew better than to talk about it.