Nylathria - Astonished Ambassador

Nylathria was incredibly nervous. Who wouldn't be? He had just come of age and was finally about to be assigned as an official ambassador of the Elvish kingdoms, he had been trained and prepared for these days for centuries by his family and was incredibly excited, the only worm of doubt in his stomach was which kingdom he would possibly be assigned to be an ambassador to. His illustrious father of course had been assigned ambassador to one of the human realms, a distinguished position and Nyl hoped to follow in his footsteps, but his sister had been assigned to be the ambassador to the Centaur, slightly less celebrated but still a huge achievement regardless. He only hoped that they wouldn't assign him as Dwarvish ambassador, it wasn't that he disliked Dwarves or anything it was mainly that they were said to be incredibly boisterous, always drinking or singing or partying in some way and that sounded overwhelming to the reserved young elf, though of course if that was his assignment he would serve it without hesitation.

The hall he was waiting in was ostentatious, everything carved from white marble and draped in expensive looking white linen, various vines and flowers sprouting off everything as was his people's customs. He couldn't help but wiggle back and forth in his seat, he had been seen off this morning by his parents, who had told him again just how proud they were of him, his father looking down at him, as austere as always, and saying that his son would receive an acclaimed position worthy of their family. Nyl only worried about possibly letting them down, their expectations had always been high for him and he didn't want to let them down, the idea of their disapproving stares if he somehow displeased them making him squirm in his seat again.

"Nylathria Everbloom." A voice shocked him out of his own thoughts, looking up he saw a lithe blonde elf, slightly taller than him wearing officious looking robes. "Our Lady is ready to meet with you, please follow me."

The woman didn't wait for him to respond before turning and leading him back towards the recesses of the palace they were in, leading him to jump up from him and scurry after him, his small legs working furiously to try and catch up. He followed the woman deeper and deeper into the palace before eventually they arrived at one of the offices, she stood next to the door and gestured for him to go in. Sat behind the desk when he did so was Lady Isylnor, the current matriarch of the elves, Nyl had met her several times in passing through various celebrations that he had attended with his father but he was as always dumb struck by her beauty. Isylnor was a buxom woman, her plump flesh overflowing from where various ivory pieces of cloth wrapped around her, each large breast wrapped up in a strip of cloth that barely contained it.

Her outfit were it not the traditional outfit of the elven queen could've been considered lewd, but Nyl knew better than to think that way about the queen, though when he was younger he had had various dreams about her that were less than appropriate. His imagination instantly went back to them when he saw her, the idea of seeing her naked, lying on a bed together in the evening sun as they gently made love, Isylnor softly wiping the sweat from his brow after he had climaxed inside of her, kindly whispering words of encouragement to him as he fell asleep. The ideas made his cock hard, luckily he wasn't quite big enough for it to be seen through his robes but he began blushing slightly regardless.

"Ahhh, Nylathria was it?" Isylnor looked up at him from behind the desk, a radiant smile covering her features as she gestured at the seat across from her. "Please, have a seat."

Nyl nodded wordlessly, hustling forward to sit down, doing his best to hide his meager boner from her attention, though she didn't seem to be paying much attention to him, instead browsing through a sheaf of paper on her desk.

"Your father has served the realm admirably, your sister too of course, not to mention the various ancestors of yours that have been capable ambassadors to the various peoples of the realm, it seems that you come from quite a storied bloodline in fact, I am lucky to have such a skilled new ambassador at my fingertips."

"Thank you my lady." Nyl started down at his legs, blushing at the compliment, it did nothing to quell the boner between his thighs, encouraging it more than anything. "I am as ever, happy to serve the elvish realm."