Faritha jumped as royal hands slid over her rump. She made a contented groan. Wars would come and go, but as the Korsovan's lived in the grace of the sunshine then they would always celebrate love and life. Besides, a retired war hero was often a desirous prize for a woman. So even war was seen as a way of securing the favored position of pleasure that men often craved. Faritha felt the queen's lips on her own and a deep blush bloomed on the elf's fair cheeks.<br/><br/>She panted and kept kissing Ileosa for a long minute and when they finally broke Faritha put a hand over her heart. "Oh my, I did not think you would deign to give me such a boon." It was clear that she was quite smitten. "What can I ever do to repay such a sweet token?" She looked at the various servants. "Mmm... would you like to see me ravished by these playthings of yours? You do seem to have the best men in all of the land." She was almost giddy. It was clear elven females were starved for affection.<br/><br/>"Are you looking to hopefully add harpies to your harem?" She mused as she retook her seat and exposed Ileosa's breasts to the warmth of the harem. "So large..." She cupped her own more modest tits and bent her head down to suck on a dusky nipple. She pushed her rump back, trying to entice anyone and everyone in the room.<br/>"Do you ever let these men go wild on you?"<br/><br/>It was clear Faritha liked what Korsovan culture did for males of any species. She giggled again. "Oh you must think me just awful." She rested her head on Ileosa's bosom, rubbing the queen's large bottom idly as she placed herself at the pleasure of her new ruler. It was a wonder how anyone found any time to do a thing in this empire, but nonetheless life went on. "I've never been so spoiled before..." she smiled cuddling up close, surprisingly less hungry than what it might seem. "What have I just got to try while I'm here?" She asked, looking into those violet eyes with her green ones, shuddering as her sensitive ear brushed against long raven hair.