Everyone!

That first encounter's astounding miscommunication proved to be a wonderful and happy accident for all involved. The differing perspectives on gender roles meant everyone saw this as a win.

To the drow, their women had shown these strange new people who was in charge by fucking them senseless. To the humans, these exotic elves clearly craved the dick and were eager to please.

Of course, once the two peoples learned each other's languages, things became a little clearer, but by then, everyone was happy with the new status quo.

The king married Sarilla, as much out of love and lust as out of shrewd political maneuvering. The king was quite smitten with Sarilla's boldness and sexual talents, while she was quite pleased with the size of the king's err... you know, and the two made an excellent power couple in political dealings to boot.

From that point on, humans and drow freely mingled in the kingdom and Clan Singellen would not only survive, but thrive in this new world.

As the centuries passed, kingdoms fell, society changed, and the rest of the drow clans would emerge from the Underdark, but that's beyond the scope of this little history lesson.

Needless to say, the Singellen's would find their niche in modern times...