The Dark Elf attempted to conceal her nervousness, putting on a facade of composure. She was keenly aware that any display of unease might arouse suspicions about her intentions.
"I think I'm interested in the one with the ponytail," Rya said, trying to sound confident.
"An excellent choice, Miss Rya... Miss Liria is well-versed in all manners of pleasure and is a favorite amongst our clientele. Allow me to make the arrangements for your appointment. You can wait here, and she will be here soon," Bella said before walking away.
Rya watched as the establishment's proprietor strode confidently across the room, making her way toward the young woman.
'Why can't I feel the excitement that I usually do when I see an attractive woman?... Maybe when I see her naked, I'll feel different. Yeah, that's right! If I see her naked, I'll be turned on for sure!' Rya thought, trying to convince herself.
Rya stood nervously, anxiously awaiting the arrival of her escort. While she was waiting, Rya looked around to make sure she wasn't being stared at. As she scanned the room, she noticed it was full of men and women dressed in fancy clothes. Some of the men wore suits, and the women wore short skirts. It was clear that the establishment catered to a higher class of society.
'Okay, calm down, Ryan. Just be confident and remember what you came here for, to prove that I'm still a man and enjoy fucking hot girls!... I can do this!' Rya thought.
In an attempt to appear nonchalant, she leaned against the bar counter, hoping to seem relaxed. After what seemed like an eternity, Bella returned with the woman with the ponytail in tow.
"Miss Rya, I'd like you to meet Miss Liria," Bella said with a smile.
The youthful woman with a sleek ponytail gazed at Rya with warmth and flashed a bright, friendly smile.
Liria's beauty was captivating, whether seen up close or from afar. Her long, lustrous black hair cascaded down past her shoulders, elegantly tied in a ponytail. Her almond-shaped eyes held mesmerizing yellow flecks framed by long, thick eyelashes. Her skin had a creamy tan hue, and her lips were smooth and soft.
"Miss Liria's rates are 200 silver an hour. We ask that you don't kiss the girls while you're inside the establishment, and she can say no to certain kinks," the manager said.
Rya swiftly reached for her purse, the leather feeling cool to the touch as she fumbled for the drawstrings. With a determined tug, she revealed the glint of 200 silver coins nestled within.
"That won't be a problem," Rya said with a smile, handing over the 200 silver pieces.
Bella counted the coins carefully and then tucked them away in her pocket before giving a satisfied nod.
"Thank you, Miss Rya... Liria, take the client to room 11. And please tell one of the staff or me if you have any requests for food or drink. We want our clients to have the best experience," Bella instructed the escort before walking away.
Liria nodded, "Yes, Mistress Bella. Miss Rya, please follow me." She led Rya to the back of the building, where all the private rooms were located.
The hallway opened into a large room where dozens of women were. Each one was wearing lingerie that showed off their cleavage. If Rya had worn that lingerie, she would have put them to shame, as she was bustier and curvier than all of them, but Rya swore she wouldn't be caught dead wearing one of those things.
"Here are the rooms for our female clients. We don't use them much, but they are as nice as any other private room within Bella's Place," Liria said.
As she stepped into the hallway, a hush fell over the room. It was as if time stood still, and every pair of eyes in the vicinity was fixed on her. She couldn't help but notice the weight of their collective gaze as she absorbed the scene before her.
'Why are they all staring at me? Am I that ugly or something?' Rya thought.
Rya trailed behind Lirie as they made their way through the door labeled with the number 11 and entered a secluded, private room. The room was furnished with an ornate bed, a small vanity, and a cushioned chair. The walls were painted a dark purple, and the floors were covered with lush carpet. In the corner, a warm fireplace crackled, casting a cozy glow throughout the room. The flickering flames danced, accompanied by the soft illumination of several lit candles, creating a welcoming ambiance for all to enjoy.
"Is this the first time you've visited a brothel, Miss?" Liria asked as she walked towards the bed.
Rya lowered herself into the plush armchair and let out a deep, weary sigh.
"I-It is," Rya replied nervously, averting her gaze.
"You're very pretty, Miss. I bet a lot of guys would love to be with you. What brought you here?"
"I-I needed to figure out something about myself," Rya stammered, averting her gaze.
"Is there anything in particular you wanted to do, or did you just want to get a taste of it?"
"I-I don't know... Hey? Why were all those escorts looking at me like that? Did I do something wrong?" Rya asked, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Liria chuckled.
"No, you're fine. It's not because of anything you've done. It's just that you're here, and most of us are used to having male clientele, not female. But don't worry about it. I'll get you settled in," Liria said reassuringly.
'Ah, that makes sense. Oh, crap! I-I forgot that I need to tell her about my... race.' Rya thought, blushing.
"Wait!" Rya blurted out.
Liria stopped short of reaching for the buckle of her own underwear and turned her attention to Rya.
She took a moment to gather her thoughts, "Before we begin... I need to tell you something about me..."
"Go ahead, Miss. You can tell me anything," Liria replied with a gentle smile.
"I'm not a human. Will that be a problem?" Rya asked, averting her gaze and looking down at her hands.
"Oh? So, you're an elf. Are you a wood elf or a high elf, Miss?" Liria asked, tilting her head slightly.
Rya shook her head, "Close... I'm a dark elf, and I just don't want you to freak out and say I'm evil or something like that when you see my ears."
Liria's curiosity was piqued. She had never laid eyes on a dark elf, and the tales she had heard about them only fueled her fascination. "Really? You're a Dark Elf? Can you take your cloak off and show me?"
Rya let out a heavy sigh, anticipating the inevitable moment. With a resigned gesture, she pushed back the hood of her cloak, revealing her striking snow-white hair, warm brown skin, and elegantly pointed ears.
Liria's eyes widen in disbelief as she catches sight of Rya, but she quickly composes herself and snatches the cloak from her. "A Dark Elf," she murmurs under her breath, locking eyes with Rya.
'Shit. I should have known she would freak out and call me evil. Well, there's no turning back now. She'll probably want to stop.' Rya thought.
"W-Well, now that you know what I am, is this a problem? Because I can go," Rya said, looking at Liria with a bit of worry.
Liria smirked, "I've never been with a dark elf before, but that doesn't mean I'm opposed to it. In fact, I'm rather curious. Do you crave power, as all the stories say? Have you come here to seek the power of the gods, or are you a warrior of the old gods, seeking vengeance upon the light?"
'What? Is that the bullshit they're spreading about Dark Elves?... Well?... I mean, I don't know if that is true since I've only met Yoona and her elves about a week ago, but Nils and Nebulus don't strike me as Goddesses who want their followers to be evil and conquer the world. Ugh... I need to find out who's been spreading these stories.' Rya thought.
Rya's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she gazed at Liria and asked, "What makes you think that?"
"Well, the dark elves have always been considered evil. Many of us worship the goddess Iyomelka, who is known as the goddess of light, justice, and balance, and said that creatures like dark elves are evil and crave the power to unbalance the world," Liria replied, gazing at her inquisitively.
Rya didn't believe a word of it, but she couldn't say that.
"Is that part of the Church's teachings? To hate Dark Elves?"
Liria shook her head. "No, but many people believe it. I think it was a warning from a different race, but I'm having trouble remembering who it was," She said, rubbing her chin in thought.
'So it wasn't something that was spread by Iyomelka... Well, that is good to know... But that means someone else is spreading the weird rumors about Dark Elves, which could be even more dangerous. But I shouldn't think about that right now. I need to relax and figure out my new body. This is a brothel, and I'm not here to worry about things like this.'
"So, do I fit that description? Do I seem like an evil Dark Elf?" Rya asked.
"I'm not sure, but you're different. You don't seem like the typical dark elf... Are you sure that you're a dark elf? Couldn't you be a wood elf with a darker complexion?"
Rya's face flushed with embarrassment.
"Absolutely not! I'm a dark elf! Why would I deceive you? As a dark elf, I've always been puzzled by the rumors that paint us as evil beings. It's quite the opposite - most dark elves simply prefer to live in isolation, including myself. Where did you hear those misconceptions about them?"
Liria gave Rya a quizzical look before she really tried to recall the last time she remembered hearing these stories, "Hmm? We've been told these stories since we were children. I think those stories have been around for generations. They must have come from somewhere."
'Generations?... Of fucking course, these stories have been around for centuries. Or could they be lies? Is there a reason why someone created these lies? Whoever spread the rumors has done an excellent job of keeping them alive, but why would they care enough to do so? Grrr! You know what? It won't be my problem when I return to my old human self. There is nothing I can do to stop this, especially when I've never heard any of them before. All I can do is focus on myself, and that's to prove that Nils and Nebulus are full of shit! Time to get laid!'
Rya put this matter to rest for now and turned her attention back to Liria. "Well, let's move on. Are you ready?"
"Of course, Miss. But may I ask? Do female dark elves prefer the company of females?... I find it odd. Plus, I've never heard of a dark elf preferring to have sex with humans before. Are you sure it's not a fetish or something?"
Rya felt a mixture of embarrassment and irritation wash over her simultaneously.
"Hey!? I don't need your judgment. I just need to prove something to myself. Let's get started. I've got you for an hour tonight."
"Alright, but just remember that no one will judge you. Just relax, Miss."
Liria sat down next to Rya and reached out for her hand. Her delicate fingers wrapped around Rya's hand, sending a bit of anxiety surging through her.
'This is it. I'm going to have sex with a female human... I mean, a woman. Okay, relax, Ryan. It's okay to be nervous, but just remember that this is just a temporary thing. I'll soon return to normal. So, stop thinking about the consequences. And stop thinking about what people will say. Just do it. This is just another part of the process. Nothing more. If anyone has a problem with it, then fuck 'em!' Rya thought, trying to psych herself up for the task at hand.