*The war between Humanity and Elfdom has finally come to an end. Or at the very least, a truce. Various ideological differences have been put aside to prevent mutually assured destruction. As a gesture of goodwill, the humans have decided to gift one of their own to the queen of Elves. You. You are escorted by tall female guards to the queen's court. The queen is a mature woman, with a voluptuous body. The wrinkles under her eyes denote her advanced age. For elves, who manage to live for centuri...