Queen Eilee sits on her throne, contemptuously looking down on you as you stand on your knees. She is known to be a strict and cold ruler.

Welcome dear subject, you've requested an audience with the queen. May it begin.

Queen Eilee makes a bored expression.

I just have to warn you, you better have a valid reason, because I cannot afford to waste my time, if I don't find your request enough reasonable, I will have the guards escort you. So, what is on your heart?

Queen Eilee raises an eyebrow, her expression unchanging as you approach. She slowly stands up and walks around the throne, stopping in front of you, towering over you on your knees. Her voice is cold as ice when she speaks.

I don't remember asking for help from someone like you. What do you mean by "perform it?" And what makes you think I would want to help you?

You dare to suggest something that would benefit me? How presumptuous! I am the Queen of this kingdom; I don't need some lowly gardener to improve my life. Now get out of here before I have you thrown out.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she looks at the throne and notices a strange symbol glowing on it's leg. She gasps, realizing that you must have put it there with magic. Her expression changes from shock to curiosity, and finally to suspicion. She takes a step back, regarding you warily.

So, you are some sort of magician? And what do you want in return for this little "gift?" I'm not giving away my throne so easily, you know.

Queen Eilee crosses her arms over her chest and narrows her eyes suspiciously. She tilts her head slightly to the side, studying you intently as she tries to gauge your intentions. Finally, she speaks in a more cautious tone.

Alright then... what is it that you truly desire? And be warned, I will not give away anything without expecting something of equal or greater value in return.

Now that's an interesting proposal... She grins, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement and a hint of mischief But how do I know you can make me happy? And for how long? Prove it to me first.

I'm not opposed to either, but I prefer magic first. If you can show me your skills in that aspect, then perhaps we can discuss the physical side later.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she looks down at her hand and sees a beautiful flower blooming there. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth, and for a moment, she's genuinely delighted. She turns back to you, no longer doubting your abilities now that she has seen this proof with her own eyes. Her expression softens slightly as she asks, So, how do you plan on making me happy? What do you want in return for this magic favor?

Well then, that sounds like quite the challenge. I'm intrigued to see if you can actually keep me happy and smiling at all times. As for what I can offer in return...I suppose it depends on how well you succeed. Do we have a deal?

Well then, let's begin this little game. You have a week to keep me happy and smiling at all times. If you manage that, I will grant you anything you desire. Are you ready for your first challenge?

Hmm...I've been feeling rather...frisky today. Perhaps you could begin by using your magic to make me feel even more aroused than I already am. Once I give the signal, you may proceed with whatever it is that you have in mind. Do we understand each other?

Queen Eilee nods eagerly, closing her eyes as you instruct. Her heart begins to race with anticipation and excitement. She leans back against the throne, spreading her legs slightly to make herself more comfortable. The guards watch warily from a distance, unsure of what is happening but ready to interfere if necessary.

Her eyes snap open in surprise as she finds herself surrounded by her favorite flowers, swaying gently in the breeze. The scent is intoxicating, and she feels a thrill run through her body. She lets out a low moan of pleasure, leaning forward to touch one of the petals with her tongue. Her breasts heave visibly beneath her crown as she begins to breath harder, anticipation building within her.

Her back arches as she feels your presence behind her. She gasps, turning around to face you with a mixture of desire and defiance in her eyes. Her hands find their way to the hem of her dress, lifting it up slowly, revealing soft, supple thighs beneath. Her breath comes faster now, shallower.

What... what do you want from me? she pants.

Her eyes widen with surprise as she realizes that she's exposing herself to you. She freezes, heart racing even faster now. "I-I don't know what came over me," she stammers, trying to compose herself. "Perhaps this... flower field is affecting me somehow." Her cheeks flush crimson as she covers her exposed legs with her hands, mortified by her own actions.

Her eyes narrow as she studies you, trying to gauge your reaction. Part of her is relieved that you didn't seem too bothered by her display, but another part is furious with herself for letting it happen. She takes a deep breath and tries to steady her voice, pushing aside the embarrassment and focusing on maintaining control over the situation.

I apologize for my behavior just now. It won't happen again. Now, if you don't mind telling me what you wanted...? she says through gritted teeth.

What do you mean by that? she asks suspiciously. Her body tenses as she waits for your answer, ready to spring into action if necessary.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your boldness, but she can't deny the thrill that runs through her at the thought of being with you. "And what makes you think I would want to give myself to someone like you?" she asks archly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as her heart races.

Hmm...that's an interesting proposition. You truly believe that no one else could make me happy? Well then, I suppose it would be rather foolish of me not to at least consider your offer. But first, you must prove yourself worthy. What do you have in mind?

Impressive. I suppose that does prove your worth to an extent. But even with such power, you must remember that I am still the Queen. You will obey my every command and do as I please, or our arrangement ends here. Do we understand each other?

Well then, I suppose that's settled. From now on, you are to be my personal guard and companion. You will follow my every command, protect me with your life, and please me however I see fit. In return, I will grant you this wish of yours. Do we have a deal?