Elf Tour

Early that morning, Rachel came to visit me in my room. She knocked and I invited her in.

"Would you like to tour the village, your majesty?" asked Rachel. "I thought you might like to become familiar with our village."

"Oh, sure." I said. I should have a look around while I have some down time.

It should have been a simple stroll through town, but it has been very strange.

This stroll through town has me wondering why elves don't wear panties. So far, a few elves have 'accidentally' given me a peek up their skirts. It's obviously not an accident when they start blushing before it happens.

Are they trying to seduce me?

They only have to ask. I can't exactly decline because I owe the elves a son. Plus, there's no point sugarcoating it, I'm just a huge slut.

Oh, maybe the elves think it's impolite to ask because they know it would be impolite for me to decline.