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Moxie stood up, and Lysara reluctantly released his cock from her mouth. She remained kneeling, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

He looked directly at empty air, as if speaking to an invisible audience.

"I hope you enjoyed the show I prepared for you today." His voice carried the same casual confidence he'd maintained throughout the hunt. "Your queens are my slaves now. Or as Lysara puts it, they're receptacles for my cock." He gestured to the three naked elves. "And just like them, all of you belong to me too. Your sole purpose is to bring me pleasure. Accept this, and I promise your lives will flourish."

Aelindra's golden eyes went wide. "Who are thou addressing?"

"Everyone," Moxie said simply. "Your entire world. Every elf on Aethelgard saw the hunt from start to finish."

The queens scrambled to cover their naked bodies with their hands. All except Vel'kora.

"I tell thee true, that was exceeding hot." Vel'kora grinned. "'Twas much to my pleasure to perform before such an audience. A new world order requireth a memorable commencement, doth it not?"

Before anyone could respond, Moxie snapped his fingers.

A portal tore open in the air behind him, a massive circular rift manifesting in reality. Through it, they glimpsed modern furnishings in what appeared to be a luxurious residence.

Moxie walked through without hesitation.

The queens scrambled to follow. As they crossed the threshold, they looked back and witnessed the world behind them collapse. Buildings dissolved into particles of light. Streets folded in on themselves. The entire constructed reality disintegrated as the portal closed.

"Welcome to Horizon-7," Moxie said. "My home."

They found themselves in a vast living space with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking an alien cityscape.

"This entire planet belongs to me." Moxie settled onto one of the couches. "It's actually twice as large as your world. Mostly empty now, but that's where you ladies come in."

Lysara opened her mouth, a dozen questions clearly racing through her mind.

Moxie held up a hand. "Before you ask, I have one question first."

He turned to Aelindra specifically.

"Will you yield? Like the other two."

Aelindra met his gaze. For a long moment, her golden eyes burned with that warrior's fire. Then she knelt formally, her fist pressed to her heart in what must have been a Sun Elf gesture of fealty.

"By mine honor as a warrior, I shall honor our agreement. My strength and my being now belong to thee. I yield me wholly unto thee, my lord."

Moxie reached out and squeezed her breasts, making her gasp in surprise.

"Strength?" He grinned. "I've got little use for that. But these..." He squeezed again, then moved his hand lower, cupping her pussy. "And this..." His other hand reached around to touch her anus, making her stiffen. "And maybe even this. I have got great plans."

Aelindra's bronze skin flushed, but before she could respond, Vel'kora laughed.

"Nay, I think not so, master." The drow stretched languidly. "Her strength hath most excellent use. Neither I nor delicate Lysara could be fucked with such ****. To be handled roughly as a sex doll? That doth require her warrior's endurance."

Lysara made a small noise of protest but didn't actually argue.

Aelindra's blush deepened to match her copper hair, but she lifted her chin with what remained of her pride. "Regardless of thy assessment of mine uses, I am thine to command. In all ways."

"Good." Moxie settled back on the couch and gestured to the floor before him. "On your knees, all three of you. Your turn for questions."

The three queens arranged themselves in a line, kneeling before him.

Lysara spoke first, unable to contain her academic curiosity any longer.

"My lord, I would ask... couldst thou remove the restriction upon my magic? I feel its absence, and I feel naked without it."

"You are naked," Moxie said. But he pinged the Crown anyway, ordering it to explain.

A female voice filled the room. "Clarification: There is no restriction placed upon Queen Lysara's magical abilities. When subjects are extracted from their native planet, they are severed from their magical source. Your world, designated Aethelgard NX-P4-2891, possesses a planetary core infused with magical essence. This core generates the energy field that your species perceives and manipulates as magic. Removed from proximity to this core, you retain no magical capacity, as it was never stored within your bodies but merely channeled through them."

Lysara's eyes lit up with intellectual excitement despite her situation. "A planetary core? Infused with magical essence? How is such a thing possible?"

"It is man-made," Nexus replied. "Analysis indicates your planet's core contains an artificial conversion mechanism. Approximately four million two thousand years ago, your world's molten core was modified to convert thermal energy into what your species registers as magical potential. Efficiency rating: sixty-three percent. The mechanism is deteriorating."

"Deteriorating?" Lysara leaned forward. "What dost thou mean?"

"Your planet has approximately three hundred seventy years remaining before core collapse. Rampant magical extraction has accelerated the cooling process. At current usage rates, Aethelgard will become a frozen, lifeless world within four centuries."

All three queens went silent. Even Vel'kora stopped grinning.

"Wait," Moxie said, frowning. "Why didn't I know this?"

"Trivial planetary maintenance issues are not reported unless specifically requested by the owner," Nexus replied. "I have implemented corrective measures. A zero-point energy generator has been integrated with the existing magical core. Current magical capacity will be maintained in perpetuity while ensuring planetary thermal stability. No owner action required unless alternative preferences are specified."

Lysara looked like her mind was breaking. "Zero-point energy? Generator integration? I... I do not even know what those words mean."

The scholar queen tried to process this. Failed. Fell back on what she knew. "What race could have created such a conversion mechanism? To utilize an entire planet's core energy for magical purposes? That is beyond any civilization I have studied."

"The species designated Species 7743-Gamma," Nexus said. "They achieved galactic-level civilization approximately six million years before contact. Your world was one of their experiments in understanding alternative civilization pathways."

"Where are they now?" Lysara asked.

"Eradicated. When initial contact was established and Species 7743-Gamma attempted military resistance against integration, full species termination protocols were implemented. Survival rate: zero percent. Their modified worlds, including Aethelgard, were catalogued, and successful candidates were distributed to citizens."

Silence fell like a hammer.

Aelindra found her voice first, though it shook. "Eradicated. An entire civilization. Just... gone?"

"Correct," Nexus confirmed without emotion. "Their physical form did not fit the appeal of our citizens. Their civilization also served no strategic purpose for Nexus. Eradication was a foregone conclusion."

The three kneeling elves tried to grasp the scale. The sheer, incomprehensible power of the system they now existed within. Where entire civilizations were erased as casually as swatting insects. Where planets were fixed as routine maintenance. Where their entire world was just property number 2,981 in a catalogue.

Moxie watched their reactions and decided they needed a break before their minds broke completely.

"Don't worry about them now. Worry about yourselves. Let's eat. You need energy to serve me better and protect yourselves from the evil destroyer of worlds that I am."

The three cracked small laughs at the joke.

They followed him on shaking legs toward the dining room, their minds still reeling from revelations that shattered everything they thought they understood about their place in existence.