Go talk with Allisa

Deciding to approach Allisa, Robin quietly sneak off as more of her would be suitors descended into arguments and fights. Hurriedly, she made her way to Allisa before she could be waylaid. Robin had to restrain her strength as she pushed and jammed her way through the thongs of Allisa's crowd, lest she sent people flying.

"Allisa!" Robin called out, attempting to get the elf's attention. Said elf looked trapped in a conversation she would rather not be in, given the look of disgust and revulsion maring her beautiful face. While the gross old man that was talking to Allisa, was so blatantly ogling her breasts that even Robin could noticed.

'Gods I hate how girly my voice sound' Robin despaired in her head.

"Ah sorry Lord Montanet but this is important" Allisa looked relieved to be able to immediately end the conversation she was in.

"Do give my offer some consideration" The old man lewdly grinned before departing. Robin could spot Allisa trying her best not to shiver at the man's offer.

The elf princess moved closer to Robin, happily brushing off any further awkward conversations, from her crowd of admirers that could trap her, as she pushed her way towards Robin.

"Apologies gentlemen but an urgent matter has arisen" Allisa apologised as the elf swiftly interlocked her arm with Robin's, escaping from the many eyes in the grand hall to a more private area.

Taking a moment to catch their breaths "Is everything alright Rol.. Robin?" Allisa self corrected.

"Yes, I just... Just need a bit of a break from all the attention and saw the same with you" Robin explained, quickly noting their surrounding.

An ornate private room overlooking the enormous and currently filled garden area, situated from the many eyes present tonight. A first glance around the room, everything appears clean and tidy. But upon a closer inspection, the smell of sex faintly permeated the room, a few wet spots could be spotted on the floor and Robin spotted some untouched goblets of wine nearby.

'Clearly you weren't the first people here tonight' Robin could almost hear the Demon Lord's voice teasing her.

"Huff" Allisa looked at Robin with faint bravado dancing in her eyes "You needn't worry about myself, I'm far too experience in handling the endless pursuit and desires of men" Allisa confidentially boasted, though Robin couldn't help but feel there was a matter distressing the elven mage.

"I don't doubt that" Robin sceptically stated, as memories of Allisa's anti-social and reclusive behavior towards men, including herself before her transformation flashed through her head. "But I can tell that something is distressing you Allisa, if something is bothering you please know that I'm here to help you" Robin slowly approached the elf princess, gingerly taking the elf's hand into her own.

"Sigh" The bravado gave way to exhaustion and frustration "There's no hiding anything from you is there Robin?" She rhetorically asked, gently pulling Robin with her towards the window overlooking the crowd.

"Out there" Allisa pointed "The nobility of man cheer and celebrate" Robin watched alongside Allisa the crowd of of partying noble, drinking and dancing and marrying around. "Yet their homes were not taken from them. Their people poached as slaves for labour and sex. They are not a people adrift still trying to find a home" The bitterness in the elf princess's tone was palpable.

"There" Allisa pointed to a stunning figure in gardens, surrounded by a notable crowd.

'Another elf' Robin's mind first noticed. But as Robin observed this particular figure, the more the similarities this unknown elf had to another elf Robin knows.

"Is that?..."

"My mother" Allisa finished for Robin.

"Queen... Alenia?" Robin struggled to remember the name of Allisa's mother.

"Correct" The elf princess's smile was both sad and beautiful.

"Are there any problema going on between you and your mom? Robin hazard a nervous guess. Afterall Robin or rather Roland didn't recruit Allisa with Queen Alenia's permission, rather they kinda snuck away along with the rest of party.

"Haha if only" Allisa giggled before appearing crestfallen "No my mother is here securing the future of elven kind. A future beholden to the selfish desires of the human nobles present tonight" Allisa explained.

"And what are these selfish desires you're worried about?" Robin questioned, now finding herself in unfamiliar ground. Politics were never something she was good at, more the realm of Allisa and surprisingly Jasabera.

"To bind us, to chain us, to enslave us" Robin watched as a small tear dipped from the elf's eye. "A future reliant on the ever lasting generosity of a species determined to wash and dilute every bit of my kind away!" Allisa's face clenched in anger and pain.

"The longer my people remain adrift like leaves in the wind. The more we scatter and break away, never to be reformed. Like the ocean waves against a cliff, we are to be eroded until we crumble into nothingness." Which each word, Allisa's fury and anger only grew. Robin remained silent, partly out of respect to let Allisa finish but also out of astonishment for the calamity of emotion she unleashed.

"Despite our suffering, our pain, our sacrifice, the only reward for elven kind is either a quick demise or a prolonged erasure to nothing" At that Allisa stopped, she turned her cold gaze out to the crowds of nobles politicking in the royal gardens. "I expect nothing less from the kind that birthed the Demon Lord" She muttered to herself.

Robin was sure there were more words to be said but Allisa restrained herself. Instead of continuing to engage, Robin stepped away to give the elf princess a moment to calm down. 'I'm not sure if there's anything I can really say or help' She thought dejectedly.

Absentmindedly the female hero reach out and grab one of the undrunk goblets of wine. Slowly and gracefully the female hero helped herself to a slip of the wine, 'This wine tastes quite weird' Robin thought as she sipped more of the wine, attempting to get a better taste.

As the wine reached her stomach she felt a familiar strong burning feeling in her gut. Though this feeling quickly morphed into something unfamiliar, as Robin immediately she felt a burning heat alight within her loins. Robin immediately had to restrain herself from slipping a hand down to her throbbing quim,

'Perhaps when I have a moment alone' The female hero though, 'Or perhaps Allisa could stratch this itch in my loins' She though, as her eyes couldn't help but wonder to the soft curves of Allisa's body, the soft mounds protruding from her dress and the elf's plump juicy ass.

'Perhaps you should offer some wine to the sad elf to cheer her up' a tempting voice reasoned 'It might help her unwind just for tonight'.