High elf noble Solana Fireswan fumed with even more anger than before when she saw the place she had been appointed to rule by her father. The castle town of Milum was not notable in the high elven imperium by any metric. It was a simple nexus of the northern fur trade close to the lands of the tribal barbarians that were not even worth conquering.
Some of the airship sailors on the deck were even taking cover as they feared Solana was simply going to blast the town with a burst of high magic just when they were landing to the port that was barely able to house the transport ship.
Solana's cold teal eyes were screaming murder but she was holding back the fire magic that was visibly bubbling around her. All she needed to do was to survive a year ruling the lesser races as a rite of passage until a suitable marriage was arranged for her and she would be able to live in a proper spiral tower that reached to the clouds.
Even the ship's captain was keeping his distance from Solana even though most of the crew kept sending glances at her. Her well-fitted expensive red dress robe was something only the wealthiest nobles afforded. To some of the crew, it was even the first time they had seen a high elf, let alone one who was wearing something that let her feminine shapes shine through. Especially her notable breast and ass sizes were for all to see on her body that was taller than most men.
"One year, all I need to do is to survive this humiliating dump. I'm twenty-one now and twenty-two when it this is over. Then I have an eternity of happiness in a golden palace with my future husband whoever he may be... as long as he is at least a duke, any less and he might not live long," Solana muttered while fixing her unnaturally well-kept blond hair that seemed to defy even the wind.
Once the ship landed, Solana elegantly stepped to the pier and was greeted by a group of human knights headed by the steward of the castle. All of them were a bit shorter than the newly arrived high elf.
"Greetings Lady Solana, I'm Steward Williams," the steward said with a bow. He was a well-kept mid-thirties male human. Solana walked in front of him and acted like she was expecting more to happen.
"May I ask how many servants you are bringing?" William asked with another bow. Besides Solana, and a few crew members carrying her luggage, nobody else was leaving the airship.
"The cowards all refused to come to this forsaken dirt pile and resigned and my father just let it happen," Solana flared. "He dared to say it would be good for me and that I would learn proper manners. Even if he is my father that is beyond rude."
"That is unfortunate my lady, I shall be doing some arrangements then," William said with a bow but there was an odd strain in his voice that Solana did not pick up.
"When is my cart going to arrive?" Solana demanded. There was fire in her eyes despite the colour of teal.
"Unfortunately this pier is not able to have one, the castle is only a few steps away," William explained. Solana began to swirl around in anger like to ignore the humans. Her large breasts swayed around with her and the braver men did their best to burn them into their memory thinking it was as close to them as they would ever get.
"Fine, that is what I get from expecting too much from this low-grade dump," Solana flared and stormed off along the pier as the humans simply kept bowing to her. To anyone who knew about human castles, it should have been clear the airship port was an improvised one that was built along one of the castle walls.
William with some of the knights hurried after Solana and guided her to the main keep. There was a short official ceremony at the main hall where she was given the ceremonial keys to the castle which she proceeded to drop on the floor since there had not been any tables at the hall.
Afterwards, Solana was guided to her new private quarters by the head butler Elijah of the castle. Once inside her new room, it took less than a second for her to cause the air around her to steam up from the heat.
"The bed is so tiny and this room is smaller than my closet," Solana voiced while swallowing down anger. The bed only fit two people and the room barely had space for a bigger one as the cabinets around it took some of the wall space. Though it still was one of the biggest rooms in the keep that had been built from a rough stone.
"I'm sure it is possible to arrange a larger room in one of the manors if this is not to your liking," Elijah said with a bow. A grit of his teeth went unnoticed by anyone present.
"Never mind, I'm tired and that ship was even worse than this ancient relic of a bed," Solana said with an eye roll. She spread her hands like expecting a servant to undress her.
"Unfortunately there were no female servants available," Elijah said with a bow. "If you were simply to undress and give me a few days to train a servant."
"Like I'm going to do it myself, just do it," Solana stated. She turned around to show her back to the head burlier while keeping her hands spread.
"My lady, that would not be proper," Elijah protested with a heavy swallow even though his eyes were already staring at the perky high elf ass in front of him. He was already imaging how he would need to slide his hands along them to properly remove the dress without hurting the expensive fabric.
"How so? You are a human, less than dirt. You are all the same to me," Solana flared with a frustrated wave of her head.
"As you say," Elijah replied with a deep breath and stepped forward. His hands landed on Solana's hip, his right one started a slide into the binds of the dress but then it slowed down. The elven skin under the silky fabric felt as heavenly as he had assumed and the fact his manhood was growing a hard boner made him mad. So far he had been able to resist to be seduced by the vile creature in angel's disguise but he was no longer able to pretend not to desire one of the beings dominating the lesser races.
"What are you doing?" Solana flared when Elijah's hands stopped on the sides of her firm but soft stomach.
"My apologies, I would not want to damage this dress by accident and it is my first time serving you," Elijah explained with a calm voice despite suddenly sweating heavily.
"You better not damage it, this is unique and costs more than this dump," Solana voiced with a vexed breath. Elijah began to fully focus on removing the dress. He knew how it was done as despite being expensive the methodology was the same as cheaper dress robes. Though he kept sliding his hands to feel up every line possible while unbinding the knots and straps. Blood was rushing in his veins as he was almost pressing his rock-hard cock against Solana's large perky ass now and then.
"I'm feeling hot, hurry up. I need to get to a bath," Solana panted just when Elijah got to sliding her hands out of the dress. His hand was pressing against the side of her unnaturally perky high elf breast.
Elijah looked up and the look Solana was giving him was definitely one fo arousal. Her cheeks were heavily blushing and her lips were gaping in a sensual manner. Even the harsh eyes of teal looked a bit softer than before.
"Do you want me to serve you with my body?" Elijah asked with a swallow. Afterwards, he did a quick retreat with Solana's robe. He planned to use it to prevent her from just burning him on the spot in case he had read the room wrong.
"What do you mean?" Solana panted while turning around in her undergarments. Her eyes went up and down Elijah like to inspect him.
"With my hands, mouth or something else if that is what you desire," Elijah voiced while placing the dress robes to a hanging woods that were used to transport it.
"Aren't you already serving me with the first two, what else could you use to serve me," Solana smirked while Elijah was burning her tall shapely body in her undergarments into his mind. Her long firm legs with thick thighs were completely exposed and the white fabric on her torso gave heavy emphasis on her wide hips and large breasts.
"With my cock," left from Elijah's lips without thinking. The mentioned object was almost pulsating like forged steel as Solana showed zero signs of being bothered by his gaze. In fact, her blushed face with gaping lips was only adding to the arousal.
"What's that?" Solana asked with a head tilt. She silently said the word a few times like to practice it.
"It is used to serve noble ladies by unworthy humans, I can show it to you later," Elijah stuttered. His heart was pounding even harder than before as he now realised just how far he might be able to get if he played his cards right.
"Fine, just hurry up. I really need to get to bath," Solana muttered and indicated with her raised hands that she wanted Elijah to remove her undergarments next. He rushed to stand behind her again and slid his hands to untie the white undergarments. This time he had to take some extra feels as to find all the right knots.
When Elijah heard heavy breathing, he looked up to see Solana staring at his hands through a mirror with an even more aroused look than before. It was reaching levels that Elijah had never seen before. At least no woman he had ever served had been forced to breathe through their mouth while being just undressed.
"Am I doing something to bother you, my lady?" Elijah asked while sliding his fingers along Solana's bare side as he took off the side straps.
"No, you are doing this a lot better than those useless ladies-in-waiting," Solana panted while Elijah went for the straps that protected her nethers and undid them.
"I'm glad to be of service," Elijah voiced while pulling back with the detached undergarment. He moved slowly to burn Solana's entire naked body she was not even trying to hide into his mind. He was now able to confirm the tavern rumour that high elves had no body hair even around their pussies. Though the place was reddened in a well-defined state and Elijah could have sworn he saw sparse transparent liquid dripping down Solana's inner thigh.
"Where is my bath?" Solana asked while crossing her hands under her bouncy breasts and turning around. She swallowed hard but forced her mouth to stay shut outside talking. Though the air coming from her nostrils was almost forming some mist.
"That door my lady," Elijah said with a heavy swallow. Solana walked to the door and stood there like waiting for something to happen. Elijah went to the door and opened it after putting the undergarments away. Behind it was a washing room with a hot water-filled pool carved into stone. Once inside Solana raised her hand to indicate she wanted help to get into the pool.
Elijah helped Solana sit down into the steaming water but then she leaned her back in a way that indicated that she was expecting to be washed. Elijah pulled up his sleeves and took a glass bottle with a cleaning mixture in it. Then he covered his hands with it and knelt to land his hands on Solana's bare silky high elf back.
"Don't tell me you don't even have sponges?" Solana muttered with an annoyed tone.
"No, my lady," Elijah voiced. He collected Solana's long hair with one hand while meticulously rubbing her skin. His cock was throbbing hard just from thinking to what way he should go, down or around. Though, there was something that he wanted to try above anything else.
