beta-male Elra

This was the ceremonial day of the royal twins' departure.
The forcefield was opening, and you had a stern look on your face.
A pale young victorian stood at the side with her maidens, this was your wife.
she was truly disheartened.

Your friends spoke to each other generating logic of expense and statistics of victory obviously,
there was a lot of flattery,
your enemies didn't say a word of witty rebuttal though.
the never-ending months of yelling at the council, gaining influence, trickery and deception ended with just a few words from you.
"I'll go to war!"

the entire room was silenced by your words.
among the juniors, you became an overnight sensation.
the seniors only looked at each other but their words were stuck at their throats.
everyone felt relieved not to send their son or nephew to war,
but your bravery left everyone to shrink their head.

everyone thought you won this round of council but as the day came
the outside gale gushed against them to the morning chill.
they could feel their bones tremble in a complex fear;
you were really going through this, there was no turning back.

there was only one person trembling from excitement and glee.
Ayra was holding gripping the straps to her backpack tightly.
all the itinerary was packed by you, the map and guideline were also made for your eyes only.
Ayra wasn't that organized.

you looked up towards the Hightower.
your father didn't even come out.
your mother was there though.
she glared down intently, she didn't want you to disappoint her.
she only asked you one thing that got you out of royal mediocrity,
"do wish for pleasant life of small royal fight before annihilation or do you want to save us all?"
this mission held everyone under the dome at stake

You and Ayra both started walking out.
leaving the dome behind in the horizon.
"thank you for coming with me Ayra," you told her warmly.
you were twins almost identical.
slender smooth porcelain skin,

you both had long sheen black hair that went down to the shoulders,
the glimmer of purple reflected beautifully.
Ayra laughed as she started skipping with excitement
"well if you packed woman's clothes in your bag, that would've drawn suspicion." Arya hinted.
you brushed your nose and kept quiet

"okay how about this..." Arya started scheming
"... I heard the prairies has animal race members that tend to help non-threatening people... that's us, we can find a female deer bloodline creature of some kind that will let you fuck it, or..."
-she closed to your ear and whispered-
"..we can to the forest and let a creature there rub your sweet spot,
you know... the one...in..here..." she poked a finger in your butt as she giggled.

your translucent skin had a flush blush of rose
you couldn't think of a response, she should only know of the game
where you switch identity with her and enjoy the company of the girls,

Victorian fashion and maybe your singing.
this fact alone had to be kept away from your enemies, your father and especially your mother.

you kept clear-headed, the obvious and safest route was the dwarf road.
you won't fall for her tricks.

"...or we can take the dwarf protected pathway till the nearest town,
that way we can wait till you get home so your wife can lay on you,
pretend she has your soft dick inside her, while secretly putting a finger up your butt and watch you cry like a little girl." Arya rolled her eyes as she said this.

as it fell on your ears, you paled frozen... even stopping your pace.
"the woodland creature will help you get aroused like a man again,
with medicine... after that our journey will be half-won.
Elra I'm doing this for you and mother."

hearing her reason you took that way out.
"fine! for the journey needed, will do the change that I need to go through.
its best for our mission!" you sternly said