A sort of sequel to this story: http://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/33dreu/the_elf_prisoner/
Queen Deigratia sat on her golden throne, staring down at her chalice, half filled with wine. She was twirling the liquid inside its cup. Next to her, two guards flanked her sides, stoically staring ahead and holding spears. The queen was dressed in elegant white robes.
“How dreadfully dull,” the queen said as she continued staring into her cup. “It’s so quiet around here with all those pesky elves gone.”
She turned her head, staring at one of the guards.
“You there,” she said in a commanding voice. “Entertain me.”
The guard looked to the queen, his head tilted. “My lady?”
“Entertain me,” she said again, this time slower.
“Would the lady like me to summon a minstrel? Or a jester?”
“No. I want you to entertain me,” the queen said. “Do you not understand a simple request? Entertain me now, or you will be punished.”
The guard continued to look at her, his face confused. “Lady, please … I don’t understand … .”
“Oh, fine. I’ll make it so simple that even a grunt like you can comprehend it.”