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In contrast to what Killian was thinking about them, the Elven Race was still very much alive and well in their ancient homeland of The Fenwater. Well, alive they most certainly were, but [i]well[/i] was a matter of debate. For a thousand years, the Elves had been hunted by the other Races of the Known World, resulting in them hiding deep inside the swamps of the Fenwater. 

The Humans had seen the Elves as competitors for the natural resources upon which their species' rapidly growing population survived and thrived. But the Humans weren't the only race to want to see an end to the Elves. The Dwarves feared Magic, a power to which they were acutely vulnerable. And with the exception of the Witches and Warlocks, no one was more magically powerful than the Elves of the Fenwater. 

When Annie spoke of the Gorthins and the potential reason for their wanting her, Killian laughed and said, "Because they are powerful and wealthy and ruthless..."

Annie noticed how Killian's eyes went to her body as he spoke of [i]laying hands[/i]. She wasn't a stranger to the hungry gazes of men, whether they be Human or Elf. She didn't mind being [i]ogled[/i] either, as it meant that her [i]ogler's[/i] attention was often not where it should have been at the time.

When she asked if he'd help her out of her shackles, Killian most excitedly said, "No, no, [i]no[/i], no, no, no. Uh-uh, no I can't."

Annie pouted out her lower lip simultaneously with arching her back forward to emphasize her bosom a bit more. She knew that her tits were of interest to him, so she figured she might as well take advantage of that fact. He stressed that she [i]belonged to the Gorthins[/i], saying, "They'd [i]skin me alive[/i] if I let you go. No, sorry, but ... I have to take you to them. If I don't..."

"I don't [i]belong[/i] to them," Annie argued. "I am not a [i]horse[/i] or [i]swamp raft[/i]. I'm a living, breathing Being ... a [i]free[/i] Being." 

"Listen, I'm sorry," he said. 

"[i]No![/i]" she cut in. "I don't think you are."

"I understand that this is not right," he told her. "You know, you being chained and a prisoner and being sold. I mean, [i]no one[/i] should have that done to them."

"Then help me," she suggested, now rising to her knees and again using her posture to emphasize the curves that Killian continued to glance at between words.

"But ... well ... [i]I'm not a brave man![/i]" he continued. "I mean, I [i]am![/i] I [i]was[/i] in the Guard, and I [i]did[/i] fight in battle. But that was just war."

Annie had noted the way [url=https://i.imgur.com/xUI5Za7.png]Killian[/url] was dressed and armed, of course. She didn't recognize the style of armor and garb as being from any one particular Nation or Army, but she knew that it was the wardrobe of a soldier or, at the least, former one. He didn't carry a war sword, but the bow wasn't the typical style of a mere deer hunter; it was a powerful weapon meant for accuracy at long distances, and the way he wore his quiver on his hip meant he used it for rapid firing at multiple targets. 

"There were [i]rules[/i] and there was [i]chivalry[/i]," he continued about the conflicts in which he'd participated as a warrior. "The [i]Gorthins![/i] They know [i]nothing[/i] of these things."

"And what do you think they will do with me once I am in their hands?" she challenged with a bit of begging in her tone. When she saw that she wasn't getting anywhere, Annie smirked devilishly and said with a suggestive tone, "I could make it worth your while, good sir. Return me to my people ... and I will see you become rich beyond your wildest dreams."

She paused a moment, studying his reaction, but unsure of whether she was getting to him or not, Annie caressed her shackled hands up her belly and over her bosom until her fingertips found the bared skin of [url=https://i.imgur.com/HR1pkLB.jpg]her chest[/url]. She whispered seductively, "And ... in the meantime ... while we travel..."

She pulled downward on the dress's neckline until nearly simultaneously each of her firm, grapefruit shaped tits popped out into view. She finished, "...we could get to know each other ... [i]intimately.[/i]." She smiled wider yet, asking, "Have you ever fucked an Elvish woman, my good man?"