With the guards close by there's but to sleep

Reluctantly Talia decides she needs her strength for tomorrow. She pulls some of the straw from the floor of their prison into a small pile, and sets her head down on it. Despite having been **** for much of the day, she's exhausted from the overwhelming changes to her life. She was once the sole princess of the kingdom; anything and everything she wanted she could get with the snap of her fingers.

Her prowess with magic had been legendary; and though the elves had never truely gone to war before their final one, she herself had faced the dark creatures many times and suggests won. Even back in court none dared upset her and risk her famously fiery temper. Young noble suitors tiptoed around her, and she had delighted in making them feel embarrassed and inadequate for the demanding she-elf. Even more she had enjoyed bossing around her subjects, ordering them into impossible situations for the sheer joy of seeing them squirm. Only her famously kind and wise father had kept the love of her people burning brightly.

Though she was a virgin, she had often used the serving girls around her for entertainment. Many nights in her two centuries of life were spent perched on the eager face of one of her playthings; she'd often make them service her all night just to prolong her domination over them. Her favorite sights in the world had been the wide eyes of young elf girls as they desperately licked her royal pussy and ass; willing to do anything to please her.

Now she was here, trapped by horrid monsters, kept in a dingy cell with common rabble, and awaiting an unknown but probably unspeakable fate. She jad been used to going anywhere, doing anything; now she is a prisoner. Once able to command all, she now found herself a ****. Once the sacred flower of elven womanhood; she now found herself defenseless before hordes of inhuman beasts. Despite these thoughts, the defiant young elf refuses to shed even a single tear.

Through mostly closed eyes she glances at Cynthia, remembering several times when she had enjoyed the oral attentions of busty maid. The memory of the girl's agile tongue worming it's way into her rosebud make the princess smile despite her situation as she drifted off to sleep.