Raphael's POV

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window. It was still a bit dark outside, but the sun's rays were already peaking through the looming tree outside. I stretched my arms and yawned, feeling the soft quilt on my skin. I looked around the spacious room that was assigned to me when suddenly, weight shifted beside me. I recognized a delicate hand on my chest, her naked body was still covered by the sheets, but I could make out her plump ass through the quilt. My hand was subconsciously drawn to her small head, and I patted it lightly, brushing her silver hair with my palm.

She opened her eyes slowly, feeling the warmth of my touch as I cupped her cheek. She blinked and rubbed her eyes, trying to clear the sleepiness from her mind as she lifted her upper body from under the quilt. Her breasts jiggled, ' What a sight for sore eyes' I thought inwardly. I watched her with a smirk on my face as she looked around the room, confused, seeing the unfamiliar room, objects, and colors. She blushed profusely and lowered her head, her eyes darting about avoiding my naked body, and probably remembering last night's activities. I brought my face closer to hers and gave her a peck on the lips. She squealed, surprised by my action before looking me in the eyes.

" don't you have to leave for work?" I asked, I could see her expression darken ' Seems she forgot'. She hurriedly got out of bed and directly started putting on her dress, going commando. She fixed the creases on it and looked away from me. She held her long hair to the side and spoke, " Can you do my clips?" she asked.

"Of course" I got up and stood behind her, clipping her dress before dropping my hands down to her waist, I pulled her closer, put my head on her shoulder, and breathed in her scent. She had a unique smell of oakwood and cinnamon on her, I liked how it helped to calm and soothe my mind. She overlapped her small hands with mine, I could feel they were more hot than warm. She was already aroused by my small actions. "Don't worry you can come back anytime you want. Go do your duties for now." I could see her ears redden in embarrassment as she turned around to look at me, my hands still on her waist. She looked at me, cupping my cheek in her face as she spoke, " Okay sir. And thank, you for treating me gently and with care."

"Raph, call me Raph, Maya," I said as I gave a her deep kiss and she responded in kind. Our tongues wrestled for control as she pressed her small frame onto my body. Her small tongue intertwined with mine as we lost ourselves in the moment. Sounds of kissing reverberated in the room for five minutes before we broke the kiss, out of breath.

"I should go," she said and I led her to the door and opened it her for her. She smiled, bowed deeply, and spoke in a tender voice "Have a good day Raph"

"You too Maya " I responded and watched as she walked down the hallway. her sensual hips swaying behind her. Her hair loosely whipped about behind her. I got lost looking at her alluring figure for a moment before I closed the door to my room and walked to the balcony, where I saw the breathtaking view of the city. The sun was shining on the white buildings, the green gardens, and the blue river. The city was surrounded by a forest of tall trees, where the elves lived in harmony with nature. I smiled, feeling refreshed by the sight.

I decided to go out and explore the city. I didn't bother to change my clothes or comb my hair. I just grabbed my pants, put them on followed by a black tunic, and headed to the door. I exited the room and locked the door, putting the key in my pocket as I walked down the hallway. I saw the princess waiting for me. She was wearing a long purple dress that clung to her short slender figure. Her long steel blue hair was braided and adorned with flowers. Her face was beautiful but cold. She had piercing blue eyes that seemed to look through me.

"Good morning, princess," I greeted her with a grin.

"Good morning, Raphael," she replied with a frown. "And stop calling me princess, it's Freya to you" I responded with a light chuckle.

"I'm going out to eat. Want to join me?"

She sighed. "I suppose I have to. The father asked me to accompany you and show you around the city."

"Great. Let's go then."

I took her hand and pulled her along. She resisted at first but then gave up. She followed me as I walked through the castle, greeting the guards and servants. They all bowed and smiled at me, but I could see the curiosity and envy in their eyes, however, these were mostly shrouded by a feeling of awe seeing my handsome frame and face. They wondered who I was and why I was with the princess.

We reached the gate and stepped outside. The city was bustling with activity. Elves of all ages and sizes were walking, talking, laughing, and shopping. They wore colorful clothes and jewelry and carried baskets and bags. They looked happy and peaceful. I felt a surge of excitement. I wanted to see everything and try everything. I dragged the princess to the nearest market, where I saw stalls selling fruits, vegetables, bread, cheese, meat, and sweets. I smelled the delicious aromas and heard the cheerful voices of the vendors.

"Wow, this looks amazing," I said. "Let's get something to eat. Would you like anything in particular, Freya?"

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"Not really" She answered

I shrugged. "Fine. How much is it?" I asked a lady standing at a fruit stall

"I copper coin each"

"I don't have any of those," I said, taking out a gold coin from the pouch the king had given me, I threw it at her. She fumbled as she caught the coin "Keep the change." I said, grabbing 5 apples, and throwing one to Freya. She rolled her eyes.

"I said I'm good," Freya said

"Just one won't hurt," I said in response

"T-thank you, sir. You're very kind, b-b-but this is too much I can't take it" she said

"Don't worry about it just take it. This shameless bastard might just take it from you." Freya said to her. She blushed and nodded her head.

"Thank you again, My name is Lila," she said bowing deeply

"Lila. That's a pretty name. I'm Raph."

She nodded. "Nice to meet you, Raph." She had an infatuated smile on her face as she spoke.

...

We walked around the market, and we tried different foods and drinks. I paid for everything, but Freya didn't seem to mind sucking me dry if it came down to it. She even smiled and laughed at some of my jokes. She told me about the city, the culture, and the history of the elves. I listened and learned, but I also teased and flirted with her. She acted cold and aloof, but I could tell she liked spending time with me.

We attracted a lot of attention from the other elves. They stared and whispered as we passed by. Some of them smiled and greeted us, but others frowned and glared at us. They didn't like seeing a human and an elf together. They didn't like seeing me with their princess.

I didn't care. I was having fun. I was enjoying the city and the company. I was happy.

And I think Freya was happy too

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Back in the castle

Aelarion's POV

I am a king, but I am also a father. Freya, my daughter, is the pride of my kingdom, and the hope of my people. She is intelligent, strong, and loyal. She is everything a ruler should be.

But she is also cold, calm, and distant. She does not show her emotions, her desires, her passions. She does not care for the pleasures, the joys, the wonders of life. She does not openly show her love to anyone, not even herself.

She brought a mysterious young man yesterday. A boy who had a vision, limitless potential, a great destiny. A boy who could be a great leader, a great ally, a great husband. I saw how they looked at each other, how they sparked each other's interest. Freya's usually cold eyes sparked with beautiful colors of interest when she looked at him, though she tried to hide it. I saw how they had something in common, something rare, something special. I saw how they could be good for each other, how they could make each other grow, how they could make each other happy, and a line that brought their fates together.

So I suggested that they spend some time together, that they get to know each other better, that they explore the city and its secrets.

But it was also a test, a way to see if they were compatible if Raphael could be trusted, if he was worthy.

So I watched them, from my throne room, where I pretended to listen to my advisors, to deal with my affairs, to rule my land. But my attention was elsewhere, my innate sight showed me their every move, their every word, their every gesture. I watched them, as they walked through the city, as they visited the shops, the parks, the monuments. I watched them, as they joked, as they argued, as they learned. I watched them, as they touched, as they smiled, and grew closer.

I watched them, and I was pleased. I was pleased to see that they got along, that they had fun, and that they respected each other. I was pleased to see that they opened up, that they shared their thoughts, that they revealed their feelings. I was pleased to see that my daughter looked happy

I watched them, and I was proud. I was proud of my daughter, who showed me a side of her that I never knew, who surprised me with her warmth, her humor, and her tenderness. I was proud of the boy, who proved me right, and who impressed me with his courage, his will, and his kindness. I was proud of them both, who made a perfect match, who formed a strong bond, and who created a bright future. I hoped Raphael would accept her, take her for himself so that she could smile every day. 'Am I a bad father, hoping she spends the rest of her life with a young man I know nothing of?'

I did not care. so long as she was happy. And he could protect her. I could sense Raph would create waves in the near future, and I wanted to tie him down to my daughter. 'Am I being selfish'. I thought for a moment before pushing the thought back. This is the best for Freya.

I watched them, and I was happy. I was happy for them. I was happy for myself, for my peace, for my legacy. I was happy for my kingdom, for its prosperity, for its harmony. 'Being tied to Raph will keep this peace going for longer, I have reached the end of my potential and my lifespan will end in a couple of thousand years' I thought. With Raph growing stronger and backing us, we will have generations of peace. ' A peak saint at the age of 15, what a monster ' I thought' I should probably arrange sparring partners for him before they depart for the academy.

'The future is bright'.