The two spent hours together, talking about all sorts of things. Sasha was a lonely woman. She only had her daughter, and nothing else. The King had disappeared about fifteen years ago. No one knew why.
Since elves were different from humans—living for centuries and having a small population—they decided to keep only the Queen. The elves would only have a new King if the Queen decided to remarry and found an elf with a pure lineage, which was rare. So, Sasha was alone, having to lead a nation of elves without any support. On top of that, her daughter would soon be leaving the village.
Dylan asked about the Princess while they drank wine, looking out the window of the Queen's quarters.
"My daughter will be leaving soon... I don't know what to think about it."
"Leaving? What do you mean?" Dylan asked.
"She's going to a human magic academy. Unfortunately, they have the resources. It's the only way for us to stay relevant."
If you went by pure talent and potential, the average elf was far superior to humans. One of the benefits of being an elf was their longevity; they lived for many years, meaning centuries to learn, level up, and master spells. But they lived isolated in the forest without access to resources. The only way to progress consistently was through human magic schools.
Furthermore, if the Princess wanted access to missions to gain experience, she would have to become an adventurer at the Adventurer's Guild. Like it or not, anyone with talent eventually left the elven village. Maybe one day they would return, using the progress they made to slowly rebuild the elven kingdom.
Dylan had already expected something like this. Just seeing how the elves lived, it was obvious they lacked the necessary resources. He also wanted to leave that place one day and start exploring the world. That was one of his goals.
"When is she leaving?" Dylan asked.
"In a week. She's doing an intensive training with her master before departing. Why do you ask?"
"Because I intend to leave too..." Dylan said. "Who knows, maybe I can keep the Princess company, at least for the journey."
Sasha was enjoying talking to Dylan quite a bit, and had already decided to grant him a pardon, ensuring he could live as a free elf. But going with her daughter? She hadn't expected that. The reason was simple: Dylan was still too weak. The Princess was currently level 15, which was the ideal level to leave the forest without too much trouble.
"You are too weak," Sasha said. "And I don't think you can progress much in just a week."
"But if I could progress in a week, would you let me go with her?" Dylan insisted, looking straight into the Queen's eyes.
Sasha sighed and said, "Well, if you really get strong enough, I'll see if I can help you find an academy to practice at. But if I can't, at least you'll get to the human city with some money, and from there, you're on your own."
That was enough for Dylan. It was already more than he had expected to get.
They continued talking. The Queen was a bit tipsy, and little by little, she started getting closer and closer to Dylan. Until she was right up against him. Her plump breasts were pressing against his body, making him turn red and a little aroused.
"You're quite handsome, aren't you?" Sasha said. "You know, if you were older and strong, I might consider marrying you."
"Haha," Dylan laughed, a bit awkwardly. "I know you're joking."
Sasha looked at him seductively, then took his hand and placed it right on her chest. Dylan could feel her heart beating, but more importantly, he was holding one of her breasts. It was big and soft, simply delicious to touch. His mind started to get foggy. It was as if he couldn't think straight with his head.
"Do you find me attractive?" Sasha asked.
Dylan swallowed hard and said, "Of course I do. You are very beautiful, my Queen. Everyone knows that."
Sasha was happy to hear that. "Since I know you and my daughter are having some kind of relationship, even if it's casual between friends, can you keep a secret? Could you keep everything that happened today, and everything that will happen, a secret?"
"W-Will happen?"
At that moment, Sasha moved even closer. Dylan could feel her breath heating up his face. She moved her hand and grabbed him between his pants, brushing against his hardened member, which had woken up a while ago.
Sasha removed the top of her clothes, revealing both her breasts.
"What do you say? Are you going to refuse this beautiful body?" Sasha asked again.
"My Queen, you are drunk, and I don't think anyone would approve of this."
"As if anyone would know. I sent the guards at the door away precisely because I don't want them to hear us. And I'm not drunk, I'm aroused. I want to give myself to you."
Perhaps being without a husband for so long had done this to the Queen. She wanted to have sex with Dylan, and nothing was going to stop her. Dylan wouldn't refuse such an act either. Besides, he had a mission to complete, a mission that required him to have sex with the Queen. Deep down, he thought it would be harder, but the fact that the Queen was thirsty, and he had that Charm bonus, made everything much easier.
As much as Dylan tried to hold back, he couldn't. He grabbed one of the Queen's breasts firmly. She moaned the moment he did it.
"Ahhh."
Dylan then brought his mouth to the nipple of that breast and sucked on it. The Queen couldn't contain her arousal. Her moans were like music to Dylan's ears. While he sucked on one breast, his other hand groped the other.
The Queen didn't stay still either. She removed the rest of her clothes, showing him her beautiful, slender body. Her skin was white as snow, and there wasn't a single imperfection on her body.
Dylan moved his hand to her clit and started massaging it in circular motions. This took the Queen by surprise. Many elves, even her late husband, didn't know how to treat a woman in the best possible way. Dylan did.
The two moved to the floor, lying down on a fur rug. They kissed, their tongues intertwining, making both of them even more aroused by what was to come.
"This is wonderful," Sasha said.
Dylan kissed her mouth and neck while rubbing her clit, getting her wet enough for penetration. The Queen removed Dylan's clothes, showing his muscular body. But it was when she took off the bottom part that she noticed one of the reasons the Princess was so interested in Dylan.
"My god, it's huge," she said.
Dylan felt proud, and happy. Happy to have reincarnated into the body of someone who had a good tool to satisfy women.
The Queen was in the missionary position.
"Can I put it in?" Dylan asked.
"Please, fuck me hard," Sasha said with a naughty look on her face.