Admit That You Aren't Her Son

Even though you hate lying to your mother, that she doesn't recognize you, and won't believe anything you say, forces you to say, "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you. I just... don't want to be ****."

"I understand." she says, "But it does beg the question, how did you know my name?"

"Well you're... the missing elf princess, aren't you?" you carefully say.

She laughs, as though the answer to her question was obvious. She seems to have calmed down now. Despite this, you're still at risk of being **** by your father's two and half foot cock, which you fear might tear you in half. On the other hand, your mother survived, so you might too if it comes down to it.