"I don't know if they'd abandon their posts." Aelle says. "They might do something, but wouldn't move far away."
Auberon slides the blade tip up under her chin, before putting it on the pillow. "Oh, and I suppose I might have promised you to a few of my friends. If you're not interested, just get up and leave." He chuckles, knowing she's still shackled. "Here's the payment in advance." He pours a purse of gold coins over her, a fortune in her own world, but evidently a trifle for the elf.
She nods. "But anyone in eyesight would notice, so they'd have to be somewhere private for it to work, if we don't want to alert the whole place."
"I-I don't know." Aelle looks nervous, but steels herself and heads up to the guards. Lutz sees her point at Sophie and himself, before the redheaded guard gives a lascivious smirk, and Aelle beckons for him to bring the woman, before she and the guards head inside the library, a huge chamber with books lining the walls and artifacts on display pedestals. Aelle and the guards enter a side room, some sort of scriptorium, awaiting the big man and his 'slave'.
She finds the dining hall nearly empty, most people sleeping off hangovers after last night's feast. As a servant brings her a plate of fresh food, an elf in robes approaches. "Miss...Mirellia?" He looks at a piece of paper to confirm the name. "I've been assigned as your navigator."
The two guards grin and move to Sophia, each sliding a dress strap from her shoulders, allowing her torn gown to expose her nakedness. "Mmmh, I like a good round ears. So buxom and obedient." The blonde guard grins, reaching between the woman's legs and provoking a moan. The redhead looks at Lutz. "You're the one that broke her in? Well done." She smirks as Sophia lets out another moan.
The navigator nods. "I can take you back, indeed, to within a half mile of an area you specify, for example, the city it's located in." His voice is prim and proper, unlike the raucous lot who used her last night.
Mirellia is taken into a bare stone room, and after a few moments of preparation, a portal is opened up. There's a sense of trepidation as she steps through, since she has nothing but her host's word to indicate that the portal actually leads where they say it does, but she's able to calm herself with the logic that if the elves meant her harm, they'd have done it already.
Aelle nods, as Sophia cries out, the guards getting rougher. The blonde guard chuckles. "I find that human women tend to be made obedient pretty quickly." She begins to spank the noblewoman.
Hearing his mistress' voice, Caster rushes over to Mirellia, helping her inside. A few hours later, after she's been given an opportunity to bathe, rest and recover from her adventure, welcomed warmly by her son and father in law, both of them glad to see her after fearing the worst.
