The Dragon's Emissary

Nelkara couldn’t believe it; she had won the tournament to be Lady Alfaseluuna’s emissary. She had beaten out the favored champion of the herd, Labrika, and now she stood before the sacred altar, offering herself and reporting to Alfaseluuna. It was the final part of the nine-hour ritual every emissary victor performed all the way back to the generation of Alfarsaluuna’s devotees of her people. Her people had followed her for centuries, an agreement that had become ancient to the herd and was barely remembered in their stories as an explanation of where they came from.

Nelkara heard the voice of her mistress reverberate in her head after a few minutes of silent prayer before the altar; her mistress’s voice told her to open her eyes and place the large, intricate rings to her breasts at the areolas. When she opened her eyes and rose to look at the altar, she saw what she immediately recognized as platinum areola rings with intricate carvings that mirrored Alfaseluuna’s insignia; they clearly marked whoever wore them as belonging to Alfaseluuna. Looking at them and immediately knowing what they were, Nelkara could understand the instructions far more clearly than she anticipated.

Nelkara picked up the two ornate areola rings and held them to her areolae; a moment later, they lit up with night-blue magic and sunk into her breasts at her areolas so they framed her perky nipples, and a good portion of her breasts as well. The process felt painful for a moment before a wave of pleasure let her know the magic had finished establishing itself. The rings were now holding firm near the edges of her areolae. She then made her way to the emissary’s residence at the mouth of the cave the great ancient dragoness had established as her current den.

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Nelkara blinked away the old memories of her ascension to dragon’s emissary, which had all happened a little over seven years ago, when she had been seventeen years of age. Now, she was making her way through the forest, her topless monk’s uniform showing off her impressive bosom and the areola rings that indicated she was the emissary and messenger of a dragon, the intricate carving of her mistress’s symbol embedded in the rings was glowing a starry green which happened to be the same color as Alfaseluuna’s eyes, the glow was guiding her and the fact it was now the color of her mistress’s eyes meant she was drawing closer to her destination than she had estimated. Her perky nipples began to tingle with excitement, as they always did when the thought of completing a mission given by her mistress. Nelkara felt apprehensive about the “intimacy test” Alfaseluuna requested she do with the rumored individual, along with the statement that the number of hours Nelkara lasted would be a rough estimate of how many minutes the rumored individual would last under Alfaseluuna.

Her lady was confident and a bit jaded regarding intimacy. Understandable; the last cases of intimacy she had were ages ago, and each one was found lacking by her own standards, by Alfaseluuna’s own admittance. While Nelkara had indeed had several conversations with Alfaseluuna over her years of service, those had been while the dragon was in a state of slumber. The dragoness Nelkara served had only officially woken up a few days ago, and had spent most of that time catching up on recent events. That had been when Alfaseluuna had learned a realm transitioner had arrived months ago, but the more advanced and minute details were blocked from her.

There were very few things that could block a dragon of Alfaseluuna’s magical inquiries and observations. Among that very short list were advanced celestial beings and deities. But why would anyone in the pantheon want to obscure or hinder the ancient dragoness’s magical inquiries? Maybe the subject was of a distinct nature that would cause issues for anyone without proper authorization to learn it before they were proven worthy. And thus, Alfaseluuna sent Nelkara to investigate on her behalf.

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Nelkara had spent the last three days hiking through the forest, but she finally found it: the mysterious manor that had appeared out of nowhere. The architecture of the structure and its fence were unfamiliar to her, and even to Alfaseluuna, when Nelkara used the magic in her areola rings to communicate with the dragoness and gave a detailed description of the architectural features. Alfaseluuna theorized the facility came from the same place as the realm transitioner, but Nelkara still needed to confirm a few things.

Nelkara was watching things carefully before she saw a mage exit the structure; the mage had the look of a half-breed species that was part avian. The mage seemed to have noticed Nelkara, then started waving her hands about in an arcane gesture while chanting something Nelkara couldn’t hear before seemingly disappearing. Nelkara had a feeling about something and turned about to face that same mage who had materialized behind her.

“So,” said the mage in a casual tone, her considerable figure straining slightly at her bust line against the sling-style water-resistant outfit she wore, “you are the dragon’s emissary; we were informed to expect your arrival. The guildmaster and high priestess told us they would both like to have some private words with you before you go any further than this.

The night gray female minotaur blinked her starry blue eyes for a moment or two, clearly caught off guard by the casualness of this encounter. “Considering how much the dragoness I represent seems to be out of the information loop,” said Nelkara, “that would probably be the best call. Lead the way.”

“No need,” said the mage, gesturing down at a circle expertly blended into the surrounding environment, “I prepared a quicker method beforehand.” Nelkara cautiously stepped into the circle; the mage started muttering something in an arcane language while keeping her gestures to close her figure; a few minutes later they were no longer in the forest but standing a few feet shy of the adventurer’s guild. “Give yourself time to collect your thoughts, but don’t keep them waiting too long; the guildmaster’s office is on the upper level, and the receptionist has already been informed to expect you.” With that, the mage started walking off towards the forest, probably to find a secluded section to teleport herself back to the manor.

Nelkara took a few deep breaths to center herself before entering the guild building. The receptionist, a well-endowed cat woman with a noticeably voluptuous figure to her frame’s build, greeted her and gave her instructions on how to reach the guildmaster’s office. She ascended the stairs and went through the indicated door. Inside were an attractive-looking wolf woman in night-blue lingerie with silver fur, with some sort of elevated basket near her, and an equine woman in priestess attire who clearly looked like a high priestess, with a noticeably enlarged belly that made Nelkara feel it had nothing to do with typical eating habits.