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Davia wanted to say something else, perhaps something about how she'd find her pets, but before she could, she startled awake. Oh yes.. she had indeed been dreaming, her spirit lost deep in elvish trance, only to find... such strange dreams.
"What are you waiting for?"
An elf with pale skin and a seductive smile glanced over to her.. before her expression turned a little annoyed!
"Hoi! You've been sleeping over time and we'll have to please the mistress together, proper effort."
Davia's head swirled.. oh, right. That was who she was when she didn't dream of being a sexy drow-dominatrix herself. She stepped over to the fellow slave, she'd helped train her after all, and took a deep sip from their shared Passion bottle, the new and upcoming drug in the upper parts of society... even for the dark elves.
Davia shook her head.. she'd never dare leaving her own people to chase her dreams, right? That was propably just a strange, vivid dream...
Even if there was now a small marking of a closed eye above her right breast, always ever so subtly encouraging her more dominant desires. Perhaps.. she could trick her mistress and find a way to some delectable surface-slaves.. she deserved them, didn't she?
Rayne watched with confirmed suspicion as the drow too disappeared, trying hard to commit her name to memory..
As she startled awake, looking left.. looking right, struggling to see.. well, anything at all around her, really. oh right, she needed her glasses, of course.
She slipped them on and blushed a coy blush, having fallen asleep on the cool, not too comfortable pillow of 'Registre of questionable locales and 'entertainment'.
With a startle, she noticed how warm and wet she felt between her legs, all at the idea of being one of those sexy strippers. Of course Rayne Lerien was a respectable apprentice and would never dare show this much skin to.. anyone.. even if these dark-elf mistresses had been very tempting...
And what was worse, her left breast tingled weirdly too, only enhancing her fantasies with the marking hidden there... she'd have to read up on that!
Idriana watched all her newfound, dreamfound friends disappear into nothingness with a shocked expression. This was certainly not what she'd been expecting to happen. To her friends.. to her.. would she be left all alone? The world around her began swimming and she awoke to a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"Thank the Eladrin you are alright M'lady" The richly dressed and poised blond elven man smiled.
"I know it has been a bumpy ride, but to find you swaying uncertainly has burdened my heart." he sighed in relief.
"You mumbled something about a holy warrior and dark elves too.. have you had a premonition, my queen?"
Unconsciously, she scratched her after the dream strangely marked breast, trying to forget the sweet touch of her dark-elf cousin but utterly failing to.. perhaps she could locate this little village of her dreams once more?
The End.
Or is it?