novelraw Chapter 82: Elena Sunborn
Chapter 82: Elena Sunborn
Shaking his head, Ethan turned his attention to the other two items that had caught his eye.
The superior healing potion and the small arsenal.
The small arsenal was self-explanatory. A cache of swords, bows, arrows, and even a few pieces of armor.
It wasn’t much, but it was enough to arm a small guard like the one in Goldenveil, and it would be a great help in dealing with the growing number of enemies threatening the territory.
Stretching, Ethan lifted his head.
Now it was time to take a look at Elena, wasn’t it?
His eyes fell on her status screen, and they sparkled.
[Name: Elena Sunborn
Age: 45
Description: A former empress of a desert realm long forgotten by time, known as Elena the Great.
After her empire’s defeat at the hands of the Fallen Sun Empire, she was recruited as the leader of imperial urban development, and her reforms, more than thirteen thousand years after her death, still serve as the foundation for many empires around the world.
Assassinated shortly after advancing to the third stage, Elena has a base loyalty and opinion of 70%.
Despite being a third-stage mage, she is not a fighter and has little mastery over offensive spells.
Elena has a tendency to develop extremely high loyalty, despite her great intelligence.
Talent: A
Class: Scholar]
A third-stage mage scholar and mana user who, in life, had been an empress and the leader of urban development for the Fallen Sun Empire.
Wasn’t she a bit too overpowered?
Even her loyalty was massive!
With a wide smile, Ethan picked up a small purple card, walked to the center of his office, and tore it open.
’Ah... I hope she’s a massive beauty... a massive beauty...’ he prayed mentally, a strange expression spreading across his face as he looked up.
Golden light bloomed from the ceiling like a portal tearing open to another dimension.
Ethan took a step back.
Why did the system always make them appear directly above him?
He didn’t have time to question it.
What descended wasn’t just a massive beauty, but a massive pair of chocolate-dark tits, large enough to make even Alice’s breasts seem modest.
Heavy, round, and lush as a ripe melon, the enormous mounds crashed into Ethan’s, the dense flesh enveloping his face before a voluptuous body came tumbling down on top of him right after.
Instinctively, he grabbed her by the waist, his fingers sinking into the delicate curve just above her full hips.
The long black dress she wore did little to separate them as his knees buckled under the impact, absorbing her weight;
Elena’s golden heels clicked softly against the wooden floor as she landed, her enormous breasts swallowing the sides of Ethan’s face, the warm mass rippling with the residual force of her arrival, the deep.
Her lips parted in a soft, breathless sigh.
Where was she? What had happened?
Looking down, Elena’s beautiful brown eyes found a mane of golden hair buried between her ample breasts, a pair of powerful hands gripping her waist with care.
The soft skin of her cheeks flushed deep red, her mature face flooding with shock.
Leaning back against Ethan’s shoulders, she pulled away.
As she did, the enormous orbs dragged heavily across his face before finally separating, bouncing and settling against her chest with a slow, rolling momentum.
She instinctively cupped them with both forearms, the soft flesh spilling generously over her arms as she hugged them against herself.
Her pink lips parted to say something, but sealed shut just as quickly, her teeth clenching.
An intense pain surged through her head, and she cringed, a flood of information crashing through her mind all at once.
"Careful!" Ethan caught her before she could fall, his hands returning firmly to her waist.
Elena’s hands braced against his arms as she rode out the pain and the avalanche of information pouring into her thoughts.
She should be dead.
She clearly remembered the cold bite of a blade plunging into her chest, the breath leaving her lungs for the last time.
And yet there she stood, in the arms of a strikingly handsome man she had never laid eyes on before, her lush, proud bosom pressed warm and heavy against his chest.
In silence, Ethan let her process it all, his gaze tracing the lines of her beauty without shame.
She was a black woman with skin the color of rich chocolate, perfect and creamy, radiating an intense natural warmth.
A hot MILF, almost a GILF.
A mature woman in full bloom, her sensual and exotic face untouched by age in every way that mattered.
Since she was in the third stage, she would likely maintain that appearance for sixty or seventy more years, assuming she never advanced to the fourth.
Her dress generous neckline dipped low enough to reveal the sculpted line of her belly and the center swells of her enormous breasts, the fabric barely reaching the level of her areolas.
The side slit split the black fabric open along one thick thigh, exposing a long, smooth leg with every subtle shift of her weight.
"Are you my new Lord?" Elena asked, taking a step back.
Her voice was sensual and unhurried, carrying a tone that didn’t quite fit the image of a proud Empress.
She was an intelligent woman, extremely so.
Seventy percent of her attribute points were concentrated in intelligence alone.
She had received the information, seen the strange floating screens appearing in her mind, and immediately understood the situation.
She had been summoned from the world of the dead to serve a lord blessed by the Nine themselves. A Golden Lord.
"Yes." Ethan replied after a brief pause. "I am Ethan Goldenveil, your new sovereign."
"I... understand." Elena bowed her head, sinking briefly into thought.
Her eyes swept the room around her: poor and bare, unable to compare even to the dungeons of the grand palaces she had once called home.
With light steps and a gentle, sway of her wide hips, she walked to the only window in Ethan’s office and gazed out at Goldenveil.
It was wretched.
Small and insignificant.
It was like... her beginning.
It had been a village just like this one where she had first planted the seeds of her empire, transforming it into a massive capital in just twenty years.
"Tell me, my lord." She turned to Ethan, her eyes as steady and sweet as her voice. "What is your greatest ambition?"
Elena’s art is already in the characters tab!
The art available here is an extremely and even cropped censored version! You can access the uncensored, uncropped version on my discord: https://discord.gg/ZMhMj7Dawz