Elf Prince Goes To Prison Part 1 -futa- -sleepy-b- ● [EXCLUSIVE]

They did not bind Prince Laeron Vey’s hands with silver. Silver was for werewolves, for bargaining, for nobility. Instead, they brought out FUTA —Ferro-Ultrathic Tense Alloy—a material forged in the dying embers of a Dwarven Sun. It was warm to the touch, alive in a way that metal should not be, and it responded only to the biochemistry of guilt. When the collar clicked shut around Laeron’s pale neck, the world muted .

Upon arriving at the prison, Elric was greeted by the gruff voice of the warden, a man named Grimbold, whose expression was as hard as the stone walls that surrounded them. "Welcome to your new home, Prince," Grimbold said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "You'll find the accommodations... Spartan." Elf Prince Goes to Prison Part 1 -FUTA- -Sleepy-B-

However, not all prisoners were as welcoming. A group of inmates, led by a towering figure named Gorthok, made it clear that they would not tolerate a "princess" in their midst. Elric, determined not to back down, stood his ground, which led to a confrontation that would change the dynamics of the prison. They did not bind Prince Laeron Vey’s hands with silver

The drone paused. Its single red eye flickered. “Correction: You do not need sleep because your fae biology runs on a different metabolic pathway. However, the Ferro-Ultrathic collar has introduced a synthetic neuro-parasite. Designation: Somni-V. You will now need sleep. You will now dream. And in those dreams, you will face the victim’s tribunal.” It was warm to the touch, alive in

“Welcome to prison, your highness,” Benji yawned. “It’s all in your head now.”

The captain’s meaning was clear. He released Valerius only to turn him around, shoving the Prince’s face against the rough stone wall.