prisoner of time

A huge golden tree with no visible dome, with countless lush branches spreading upwards. The branches are covered with jasper-colored golden leaves, and the edges of the thick jade-colored leaves are shining with crystal clear light. As the leaves swayed, the light was continuously shaken to the ground, bringing dazzling sparkle.

Floating in front of the tree trunk was a huge vortex made of gold and silver light spots. The vortex was constantly spinning, making people feel as if they had already drowned in it and merged with the vortex... Someone was talking beside him, and he grabbed his hand from behind. hand.

That person and the feeling of those hands are so familiar, but he can't remember who it is...

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Befilles opened his eyes irritably from his sleep, looked at the twilight morning light outside the window, and closed his eyes irritably—it was another boring and boring day, not to mention that today was the first day of the month. On Monday, there was Parliament, which he hated most.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a bizarre dream, but he couldn't remember the content of the dream anyway, which aggravated his manic depression.

He turned over with his eyes closed, and felt the emptiness around him, with a cool chill.He became more and more dissatisfied. He clearly remembered that he was hugged and fell asleep by the dark elf last night. Who allowed that guy to leave before he woke up?

He opened his eyes in great dissatisfaction and looked to the other side, and sure enough, he saw the handsome dark elf standing by the bed with neat clothes in his hands. Seeing him open his eyes, he whispered, "You should get up."

The dark elf stood up straight, with a calm face, showing no expression. Befiles never thought that he was respectful, but he couldn't find anything wrong, and the turmoil in his heart increased again.He needs to do something to relieve it.

So Befilus closed his eyes again, and ordered coldly: "Serve me."

The service he mentioned was not just getting up and getting dressed, the dark elf obviously understood what he meant, and frowned rarely: "Your Highness, time..."

His words were interrupted before he could leave his mouth, and Befiles said angrily, "It's still too late."

The dark elf didn't say anything, just put down his clothes, then slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned down and kissed the bare shoulders of the noble light elf whom he served in front of him...

Fanain belonged exclusively to Befiles and served his slaves exclusively.

It was a birthday present from his cousin, Viscount Houlek, when he was in Beffles.

In this world composed of elves and all kinds of wonderful creatures, elves are the masters of the world, more precisely, those beautiful and sighing light elves are the masters of the world.

The society is jointly ruled by the ancient light elves nobles and commoner light elves elites, who decide all aspects of society's politics, economy, and culture.

However, the dark elves, who are also elves, are called a cursed race. Their status in the elf society is extremely low. They are either exiled to the most barren and desolate edge of exile, or they are engaged in the lowest and most humble jobs in society. Or as a slave of the light elves, serving the life of the light elf master and meeting all their needs, there is no freedom or dignity at all, and even safety and life are not guaranteed.

Fanain was captured in the exiled land. His rare temperament and handsome appearance immediately made those dark elf dealers realize the truth that rare goods can be lived in, and escorted him all the way to the capital, hoping to sell him to the light elf nobles for a good price. .

Although Viscount Horek, who bought him, really wanted to possess this unusual dark elf himself, but at that time he hoped to please his cousin, His Highness Befilus, who was very likely to succeed the elf king in the future— As we all know, his cousin has an outstanding appearance and a noble background, but he is also arrogant and difficult to approach. Under the circumstances that the general light elf nobles of the same age have two or three well-qualified dark elf slaves to play with, he is about to become an adult Not only a dark elf slave was confiscated in Befilus, but there was no light elf lover around him.

Houlek hoped that this outstanding dark elf could impress his cousin, who always had an eye above the top, and then get help from Befilus in the next election and appointment.

He succeeded.After seeing Vanain, Befeles really made an exception to accept the dark elf and stayed with him. Horek also got the support of Befeles as he wished.

After that, there began to be rumors that there was a dark elf that was hidden in the mansion of His Royal Highness Befilus, but His Highness cherished him very much, and no one else could even touch him.At first it was just a rumor, and later it became a well-known thing, which Befiles himself never admitted or denied.

But what the other elves don't know or can't think of is that Befilus is lazy by nature, to be exact, extremely lazy, and very picky and delicate. OK.

The same is true for Huan Ai, he only likes to enjoy serving comfortably, but he is not willing to contribute by himself, so he has always been the recipient of being carefully served by his dark elves, completely letting the other party take the initiative to control everything.Naturally, he wouldn't care too much about the Dark Elf's feelings when he was happy, as long as he was satisfied every time.

It's the same this time.After Befilus was satisfied, he pushed the dark elf slightly, opened his eyes and looked at the other party: "Okay, it's ok. It's almost too late, take me to take a shower, and then prepare to go to the council."

There was still steam in his pale golden eyes, but the words in his mouth were completely irresistible orders.

Fanain looked into his eyes, his throat moved, he raised his head and closed his dark red eyes, and after two seconds he had completely regained his composure.

He left the warm body of the light elf, walked straight down to the ground, then bent down and hugged Befilus into his arms, and waited for him to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Befilus nestled in the dark elf's arms naturally and peacefully, resting his head on the other's shoulder, rubbing his soft golden hair against the dark elf's neck, and closed his eyes sleepily again—just remembering the face he was about to face The annoying council, he just didn't want to open his eyes at all.

He didn't open his eyes at all during the bath, and just enjoyed Vanain's service leisurely.The dark elves knew all his likes and dislikes, and could serve him comfortably without even giving him any instructions.Befilus closed his eyes and leaned against the dark elf's warm and broad chest, feeling the warm water flow from the other's hand to massage his body little by little, and he moaned comfortably like a coquettish cat.

Fan Nayin looked at the light elf in his arms, his face was calm, but his eyes were dark.

Befilus was not bad as expected. The upper council was as boring as ever, and it was even more annoying than before. Different parties were at odds, and they all wanted to win Befilus to their side, so they kept harassing him or Throw him questions for advice.

The focus of the debate between the two parties in the parliament was that a group of emerging dark elves in the southern wastelands opposed the regime. They all hoped that their own forces would be responsible for the suppression, because in their opinion, this was really a good job.

These dark elves who can't bear the oppression and start to organize resistance are usually unable to resist the regular army of light elves and the army of domesticated spirit beasts.Moreover, elves are extremely beautiful creatures. The appearance of elves is basically proportional to their abilities. The dark elves who participate in the rebellion are usually the strongest group in their tribe, so the forces responsible for suppression can not only easily earn merits, but also It can also capture a large number of high-quality dark elf slaves.

Befilus had no intention of participating in their quarrel. In his opinion, it didn't matter whoever went. Anyway, after they won, they would offer him a generous "tribute".Unknowingly, he began to lose his mind, following the quarrels of those people, he remembered the dark elf that belonged to him, and quickly recalled the peachy memories of the morning - he couldn't wait to hope that the meeting would end soon, so that he could return home as soon as possible .

He is not a fatuous person who indulges in lust and ignores political affairs, but at this moment he is extremely eager to get close to Fanain.

Unfortunately, as one wished, when the meeting was about to end, his secretary came over and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, His Majesty Achille hopes that you can come over after the meeting."

Befelles felt even more headache.

Achille is his grandfather, and it is generally said that there is nothing good about him in the past, but he has to go there. He can't do that stubborn old man who was in power 50 years ago but still enjoys great power.

The Waratah dynasty has a history of thousands of years. As the patriarch of the royal Waratah family and the former elf king, Achille is more than 200 years old and has a pivotal influence among the light elves.

"Bei Fei, you are not young this year." Achille frowned and looked at his grandson, dissatisfied.

Achille always acted dissatisfied with Befelles, even though in his heart he was actually quite satisfied with his grandson——Befeleus originally had an older brother, but he was not very successful. Died from drug overdose.And Befilus was born at this time. Because of the lessons learned from the past, Achille disciplined him very strictly, almost always looking at each other with critical eyes.

However, he also knew that among his peers, Befiles was already quite outstanding.Befiles's performance after taking over the government affairs is remarkable. He handles things with a degree of advance and retreat, and is neither conservative nor aggressive. Considering his age, this is already very rare.

Achille cultivated him as the next elf king in his heart, and many light elf nobles have already seen this.

The author has something to say:

The first dungeon has begun~ It is a story in the world of elves. In the eyes of outsiders, the handsome dark elf slave Shi Yan who has no ability to serve others with sex vs. the elf prince Xiaoyan who has a bit of a scum in the beginning but will be "taught".I changed the name with a Western fantasy feel, and I will use these two names for any similar background in the future.