Hello, first of all I would like to say that English is not my native language and that I am helping myself with some online tools to translate this, if you find any errors please tell me and I will try to correct it as quickly as possible.
Almia observed the Orsimer carefully, from her point of view it is a strange creature and how not to be.
He is 220cm tall, his musculature is incredible, his arms being as wide as herself, his skin is a dark green color and his torso that everyone can see is covered by a slight amount of hair, it is not much enough to look virile but not so much as to look unpleasant.
His hair is long enough for him to comb it all in braids and they reach below his muscular neck, especially two long and thick braids that I position on the sides of his head passing through his torso and stopping in the middle of his belly, seeing its height Almia saw that the Orsimer has hair longer than hers, and perhaps worst of all, that black hair looks as well cared for as hers which for a creature that looks like a monster is something surprising.
Her face is…very similar to that of the orcs she knows, her lower jaw is wide and two large fangs protrude from it reaching past her upper lips, her face looks young it would be difficult for her as an elf to guess the age, but knowing Orcs don't live long and compared to the few humans she has seen, the Orsimer has the face of being in his early 30s, although his face might remind one of the orcs, his was without a doubt more pleasing to the eye than the latter also their eyes have no comparison because they do not have sclera their eyes are only composed of an iris that covers the entire eye and its pupil, its iris is sapphire blue and its pupil is black instead of being round it looks like a star four points.
On each of its fingers the Orsimer has long nails more similar to the claws of an animal than anything else, the claws are a deep black color, but it does not seem to be the product of any dirt, rather it is its natural color.
That was her physical appearance, intimidating and somewhat majestic, Almia is considered a good warrior and in normal time she would not be afraid to face an orc, but this Orsimer... she would hesitate more than once to fight him, especially when she saw how easy it was. crushed the head of that human who had hypnotized her.
The clothes he wears are clothes that would not be out of place on a barbarian, although she herself does not know much about forging, Narrus who has a better understanding of the thing praised the quality of the metal that makes up the greenskin's little clothing .
Starting from the top he wears a crown made of a metal slightly similar to gold, although a little darker in color than the latter, in the center there is a large blue gem in which waves fluctuate as if it were water, on its sides. Four small gems are set equal to the largest, the crown is beautiful and even she who does not know much about magic can feel the great amount that escapes from such a garment.
On his neck is a necklace that has a very wild and tribal appearance, composed of four fangs that the gods will know from which beast they were torn, especially the other two that were larger than the previous four, and what ends the necklace is a piece carved from wood with a symbol she didn't recognize, the thing has a terrible tribal look and looks very much like something an orc would wear, though Almia too felt powerful magic leaking from such a thing.
And to finish this his armor, his torso is naked for everyone to see because his armor only covers from the upper part of his abdomen to his knees, made of steel the thing did not offer any protection except in the legs in which he wore armored boots with steel plates and on the forearms that are covered by black leather bracers reinforced with small metal plates. The armor looks more like a skirt than pants.
Then there's his axe... monstrous thing, its size and volume is tailored to the wielder which probably makes the thing extremely heavy, composed entirely of black metal like the deepest of nights and some red stripes that seem to glow with palpitations that they made him think of a heart pumping blood, the weapon looks monstrous as if it were what a demon would carry and not a barbarian or even a monster.
All of this is what makes up the being that accompanied her to warn the king of the high elves about the plot that he intends to put an end to their society, Almia would have preferred not to have to be near the creature, no matter how much that Ganer had spoken on her behalf in a tone quite close to how someone would speak of a friend…she wouldn't trust a creature that looked so much like an orc at all.
although the thing certainly surprised him with his reaction to knowing that Dinelynd would be his slave, Almia's aunt is without a doubt a beautiful and desirable woman, beautiful elven features, wide hips and juicy buttocks with large breasts, any orc that received as a slave would have jumped for joy, but Ushao seemed annoyed, at the same moment in which his mother told him that Dinelynd's punishment would be to be his slave, he was upset and even seemed to hesitate to accept.
Even now he looks disgusted, that's not what they expected by giving it to him, they expected that like any orc he would brutally rape her and then eat her, but apparently they made a mistake comparing him to orcs because he didn't seem interested in the presence of the elf at his side.
In the end, the group was transported to the capital of Alfheim, which in fact bears the same name as the entire kingdom, the capital was without a doubt unique compared to all the other cities of Alfheim, unlike the rest, this city is not located in a clear In the middle of the forest, the capital is in the same forest, the houses, the shops and even the palace, all of this is created within large trees with colossal trunks, the largest tree of all being the one that makes up the royal palace.
Almia heard the Orsimer whistle in admiration. "I call this a city in a forest. Why don't all their cities and towns look like this?" she asked as she looked from side to side.
"The…the magic to create these dwellings was lost long ago, now we are forced to build like all other races." He grimaced in disappointment upon receiving such information from Narrus.
"Too bad, anyway, what's the plan?" Let's go straight to the palace, or how?— Almia nodded, they had appeared in the middle of an alley hidden in view of everyone in the city, after all people appearing out of nowhere could bring some panic and more when people notice the Orsimer and the traitorous witch elf who is well known in the realm.
—Come on… don't make any movement or say anything, we'll explain the situation to them— Ushao just nodded with annoyance.
Both Narrus and Almia hadn't let go of their sword hilts since the Orsimer was present, still waiting for an attack from him.
Calmly they began to leave that alley while they looked around seeing people go about their occupations ignorant of everything that could come in a short time, Almia almost felt bad knowing that this peace and hope that had been embedded would soon be broken. in the hearts of all these people.
After all when the wedding was announced everyone was relieved that at last the war was about to end, they all fell for the vile lie and greeted her with smiles and cheers not realizing that such an act would doom their kingdom and everyone in the world. place.
She let out a sigh and tried to regain her composure, her mind was quite melancholic after that human abused her and her mother, she stood strong for all the other women who had been abused by him but right now she just wanted to get in the water and keep rubbing your skin until it turns red, trying to remove the dirt that you feel all over your being.
She advanced and Ushao behind her began to attract the attention of the people, many pointed at him, others gasped in fear and some even began to flee, sooner or later the city guards would come to meet them and that was just what Almia wanted, I look towards the Orsimer noticing in his waist that bottle where the captain of the guard of the late Mr. Curlet is contained.
Almia knew that late lord by name after all he was the regent of the borderlands between Asnolc and Alfheim and as his mother's lands are precisely part of those borders, both lordships were known.
There was no sorrow for the death of such a disgusting being, even before knowing his plans, the pig already had a terrible reputation as a pedophile slaver who preferred girls to any woman, the only thing he did not like was that he died quickly, according to the descriptions of Ganer the man received the power of the Orsimer face to face and turned to dust, it was a quicker death than that disgusting man deserved.
As Almia had foreseen after several minutes advancing towards the palace the city guard came to meet her, the heiress of Agraliel observed how about fifty guards met right in front of the palace gates at her head the captain of the guard and leader Alfheim soldier, Lelanie Camian.
Lelanie is a beautiful human with long blonde hair combed in a ponytail that reaches her waist, she is without a doubt one of the few humans who could be compared to an elf in terms of beauty because her features are attractive and her body as it was. As expected, she followed the same path with large breasts and wide hips, adding some muscles, not many, but enough to show that she is a warrior.
Almia heard the Orsimer growl, an angry growl, when she looked towards him she noticed that his gaze was fixed on Celre's body, for a second she thought he was looking at her curves and breasts, but remembering something that Narrus told him, possibly he is angry. for Lelanie's outfit.
Lelanie's clothing is made up of a white corset that reveals her well-worked abdomen and presses her breasts making it stand out more, like many warriors she only wears thongs as low clothes and wears long stockings that go up to her thighs accompanied by armored boots that go up to his knees and metal gloves as well as a cape and shoulder pads.
For Almia that was a normal dress not very different from what she is used to seeing, she did not quite understand why the Orsimer seemed so… offended to see them dressed like that.
She even heard him mutter something like "Perverted degenerates" but she chose to ignore him and focus on the people in front of her.
"Miss Almia?" The human pronounced in surprise upon seeing a familiar face, after all, Almia's family were the most powerful nobles in all of Alfheim, only surpassed by the royal family itself, for which many know her identity.
—Miss Lelanie, forgive my abrupt arrival, but I have information of great importance to share with the royal family— Almia raised her hand pointing to Ushao —This is Ushao Burarku, he is an Orsimer who has done a lot of good for the people of Agraliel and so he is also all over Alfheim thanks to what he discovered.
As expected, the woman looked at Ushao and although the differences were there she only saw something similar to an orc and that was more than enough to keep her on guard —We did not receive any message of her arrival nor did anyone report that she was seen coming— The human expressed mistrust in her voice.
"That's because they transported us from Agraliel to here, that was the work of the traitor Dinelynd." This time I point to the witch who is next to the Orsimer.
Seeing the famous traitor, Lelanie's brow furrowed and the hand resting on the hilt of her sword threatened to pull it out. "What is she doing here?" She is supposed to have been exiled.
—He was, but he came back looking for revenge, he gave a powerful artifact to a human and used it to…manipulate everyone in the city of Agraliel…if it wasn't for Ushao here we would still be under his control— It had hurt Almia to talk about it, she really preferred not to say it out loud that she had been abused, that would be a shame for her and her mother, luckily only she, her mother, Narrus, Ganer and Ushao know, if they don't say anything then no one will know that she and her mother were abused —We also needed her to bring us quickly, the information we have to give them should not be delayed, I beg you, Miss Lelanie, this is important for the safety of the entire kingdom.
The human remained silent as she thought, she knows both Narrus and Almia due to previous visits, she knows they are trustworthy women , but here and now they are with a being similar to an orc and a traitor, although the traitor at best. At least he seems to have a submission collar, but the big, muscular being is just as free as the rest.
"I will inform your majesty...but, all your weapons will be confiscated and you will be escorted by guards." Almia let out a sigh of relief upon hearing that.
Eleenn Alfheim is the princess of the beautiful kingdom of the high elves, she is beautiful with golden hair that looks like a waterfall of molten gold reaching her butt, with beautiful delicate features that give her an appearance of innocence, with beautiful golden eyes in play with her hair and a figure, although not as voluptuous as some after, she is still attractive.
She observed herself in a mirror seeing her transparent dress that reveals her entire body, the only exception being her breasts where the dress is darker enough to hide her nipples and in her crotch where the white panties they wear hide their intimacy from even though the dress is see-through.
She does not want to marry the king of Asnolc, she does not know the man personally, but any leader who allowed slavery in his lands and in such depraved ways was not a man she wanted to be married to, much less bear her children and have relationships with him.
But it was her duty, she would have to go to end a war that Alfheim was destined to lose, her father promised her that the man would treat her well because he couldn't afford to harm her because that would disturb the peace between the nations... but Eleenn was very scared He doesn't want to leave his home, he doesn't want to leave everything he knows behind.
"Princess," pronounced a woman, one of her servants, Eleenn turned to her, "Your father demands your presence in the throne room."
Eleenn nodded and moved away from the mirror, she went mechanically towards the throne room waiting for her father to tell her about her future engagement because it was the only thing he had talked about from the beginning, when she got to the throne room she surprised to see the people present.
His father and mother were present with his father sitting on the throne and his mother to his right, a little further down is Lelanie and the throne room is overflowing with guards, the reason for this was because further from the throne are four people two of them known by the princess, when she saw Almia, Eleenn felt happy to see a friend, Narrus was normal to see her because many times she acts as Almia's bodyguard when she goes somewhere.
But he was surprised to see Almia's aunt, Dinelynd, a woman who had been exiled because it was discovered that she was practicing forbidden magic, her presence in the place was a great surprise, but no more than what is behind all of them.
Surprising as it may seem, the first thought that Eleenn had when she saw him was not fear or concern, it was a different sensation, one that she had never felt before, a slight tingling in her crotch and some heat on her cheeks, she had seen illustrations of orcs in books of the great library of the palace, but what was here was not an orc who knew how to see it.
He was smaller, his muscles chiseled as if they had been sculpted by the most talented of sculptors, large and steadfast, Eleenn's eyes lingered too long on those arms thicker than her torso and those large hands where a single finger seemed being almost as big as his own hands, his physique was…it wasn't the savage physique of an orc it was much more…nice.
His eyes also look very different from those of the orcs, as they are two large blue orbs with only a black point in the center, a point in the shape of a four-pointed star.
And his long black hair seemed to be as well cared for as hers which is impressive knowing that she is a princess and has specialists who take care of her hair, the being's face was also nice, virile, intimidating, the more I looked at him more rare it felt in his crotch and felt how the heat in his face escalated.
—Your majesty— Almia pronounced kneeling next to Narrus and even Dinelynd, the only one who didn't kneel was the creature who just looked at his father with something that he did feel like…disappointment.
"Miss Almia, please, let's skip all this and explain to me why you brought a blasphemous traitor and a monster to my city." When his father called him that, the being growled with some fury, everyone present felt their blood freeze upon hearing said growl.
It was deep and powerful, instead of being heard a little it resonated throughout the throne room, even making the bodies of those closest vibrate a little, even Eleenn felt intimidated by such an act.
—Y-your majesty…h-he is Ushao Burarku, he belongs to a race known as Orsimer he…he is a mercenary who saved a young woman from a town in Agraliel, one that is a little far from our border with Asnolc, after saving her I accept a contract from the elder of that town to look for a settlement of orcs and goblins that it seems were roaming around those parts— Some gasped upon hearing that.
Agraliel is far from the border with Carnam, the place of origin of these monsters, if a band of them is so far away it could be something very worrying —That…that is worrying— The king looked at the Orsimer, his gaze was fearful then from that growl and also because ever since he called him a monster Ushao kept sending him a look of complete disapproval.
—But that's not all, your majesty that same day the town was attacked by a nobleman known as Curlet, he was with more than a hundred soldiers and his objective was to kill all the men and enslave the women...Curlet is a nobleman from Asnolc .
Before Almia's explanation, all those present presented different reactions, the greatest of all was that of the king and the princess —Impossible, we have a pact with Asnolc, no aggression between our kingdoms.
"We bring evidence, Your Majesty...and evidence of something even more serious...Ushao." The Orsimer took his hand to the bottle that hangs from his waist, inside this bottle they all saw a small man the size of a dirty and abused toy, many they were surprised to see such creatures not understanding what it is.
Ushao opened the lid and dropped the little being on the floor that immediately grew back to normal size, again that surprised everyone present, including Almia and Narrus who had already seen it before —Introduce yourself idiot— Orsimer spoke causing groans of fear on the part of man.
—I…and-I'm J- jeff Co-co-Corento Je… J-head of the late Mr. Curlet's guard— Pronounced the man being in a pitiable state, completely broken.
Almia began to wonder what Ushao had done to her for the man to be in such a state.
—Okay, now tell him what your lord wanted to do and why…and this time with less stuttering— His tone of voice was threatening, before that the man swallowed saliva and took a while before speaking again.
—We thought…we thought to go to that town and kill all the men and take the women as slaves…it was supposed to be easy, a town far from everything, it would take months before someone realized what happened…it would have already been Too late back then, Curlet had His Majesty's permission by telling us that in a few months Alfheim would be ours and everyone would be our slaves— All present fell silent.
"Well, now tell him of your king's great plan."
"H-he… as soon as the princess arrived in our kingdom and the wedding had been confirmed… our infiltrators in this castle had killed the king and queen, that would make the princess the queen of Alfheim then the king would break her … and he would make her pass for dead after selling her to someone who wants her after he breaks her and that way he would be officially the king of Alfheim… that's why we attacked when they realized that attack it would have already been too late and the kingdom would have already been our…then we would have enslaved them all— As soon as he finished his story, absolute silence consumed the throne room.
No one spoke or said anything, and that lasted for several minutes until finally the king spoke —T-this can't be true…t-we have a pact— the king pronounced with fear climbing little by little in his heart.
—A shitty pact— Orsimer pronounced contemptuously, attracting everyone's attention —I mean you're at war, you're losing and someone who is obviously in a position of strength intends to stop the war through a pact, of course that would be feasible if the damn The person who proposes it to you is not the king of a nation that has enslaved any of your race that has passed through their hands. Do you think that magically they would leave that custom just because you gave him a woman? Damn, even without knowing about the plot, this pact you made seems like a terrible idea to me.
Eleenn knew that her father felt offended and if it wasn't for his shocked state upon obtaining all this information, he would surely have demanded respect from the Orsimer, perhaps even asking for his head.
—Y-your majesty…we must do something, you can't give him the princess and as soon as that is known they…they will surely come to war to finish things the old way— Almia pronounced making the environment heavier.
-Miss Almia... our kingdom is in a sorry economic state due to this long war, we barely have soldiers at most we have about 5,000 troops while Asnolc has at least 20,000 and they are in a much better economic state than us... no we have ways to win any conflict against him." Eleenn looked at her father, the man seemed to have aged several centuries in an instant, his gaze was distant and his hands traveled to his face as he let out a heavy sigh.
"And that's all?" Orsimer once again attracted everyone's attention. this is not a nice war made to prove something, the enemy wants to subject your people to slavery when you fight so you don't look at economy or troops, you just fight the best you can.
"What do you know, your monster!" The king shouted angrily.
—More than you obviously, idiot, you were literally selling your daughter to a slaver and as I said you don't need to know that there is a plot to know that the shit was a bad idea, and now you are acting in the most regrettable way possible when you kingdom threatens to be invaded and your people enslaved and you worry about economy and numbers instead of starting to plan, I live my life with the mantra of never expecting anything from anyone but you still manage to disappoint me— He didn't shout but his tone of voice was scathing and angry and somehow felt a thousand times more intimidating than the king when he yelled.
"Show respect beast, you're before royalty!" Lelanie demanded with her sword drawn, both Almia and Narrus moved away from the Orsimer putting themselves more on Lelanie's side.
—What a great king then, absolutely regrettable. What do you intend to do, great king, how will you save your people from your enemies, do you perhaps intend to sell your wife as well as your daughter, hoping that a slaver who surpasses you militarily and economically will not do anything bad to them? ?— Asked the Orsimer mockingly, Eleenn watched as her father's face was red and his hands clung tightly to his chair.
"You monster, how dare you talk to me like that!"
—First of all, I speak how I want to who I want, secondly you didn't respond to my answer and thirdly you continue to be a great disappointment.
Eleenn placed a hand on her father's shoulder before he did or said anything, the man looked at him and seemed to calm down a bit, after that Eleenn turned her gaze to the Orsimer —You asked my father that question, but do you have yourself such an answer?
—Since your father cannot find any other solution than to give you away, it turns out that yes, they have a damned forest as a kingdom, a thick one that is difficult for any army to maneuver, you do not seek war with the enemy, it is the enemy that seeks it with you so they will come here, they will enter the forest, because they want to enslave them they will not burn the forests for the risk of damaging what they want, the only thing they can do is cut the trees and move forward but that would slow them down for years before even They don't even get to Agraliel, so they will have to march through the forest." The Orsimer explained, his tone of voice had changed and for a moment Eleenn compared it to the tone Lelanie usually uses when she makes her strategies, although he seemed more experienced and imposing.
They all listened attentively curious to know where he wanted to get with such words.
-They will march through unknown terrain with an army, they will be slow, both to move and to resupply and at that moment they realize, use guerilla tactics, position traps, use archers hidden in the trees and bushes, harass them little by little their morale will drop and their numbers too, mislead him make them get lost in the forest and use the fauna and flora in your favor, damn it where I come from there is also a kingdom of elves that live in a gigantic forest called Valenwood, almost all the armies that tried invade the place perished and only the most powerful achieved something in that place— Ushao explained.
"But... that's not honorable," Almia pronounced.
—Honor in war, that you are 5 years old? In wars there is no honor or mercy, there are winners and losers and it turns out that here if they lose they will all be slaves, at this moment honor is the least important thing— In a certain way it hurt Ushao to talk about honor like that, but it is aware that there is no place for honor in war, much less one against such enemies.
Almia was offended by such words, but there was no way she could deny her words, once again everyone remained silent in the place, Eleenn returned to observe her father who seemed to be lost in thought, she decided to speak - Our people don't know how to do that…we always fight with honor in pitched wars.
—and that's why they're losing, they have a great advantage and they don't use it, anyway, I've already told you what to do.
"You seem to speak from experience," Eleenn pronounced.
—I participated in a civil war in my homeland and then a war in the entire continent, I had a lot of experience fighting in Valenwood this place is similar in part— He spoke simply.
Once again everyone remained silent, one taken just to think among themselves, Eleenn took the initiative seeing that both her father and mother are not fit to do so —Your words are appreciated, you will be taken to a guest invitation… we must discuss certain things in the court, take the traitor to the cells.
—Again in a luxurious room— Ushao pronounced looking around, he had been brought several hours ago to the place escorted by various guards, they refused to return his ax while he was in the place.
He doesn't care much, he can always take another weapon out of his bottomless bag, true that they wouldn't be as good quality as his Daedric metal axe, but as the saying goes "It's not the weapon that makes the warrior" it caused him a slight smile that such a saying could be used in a much more perverted context.
Ushao sat on the bed and felt it squeak under his weight, he expected that, everything around him is more beautiful than useful.
Until now he is disturbed by this world where women wear such sedate clothes that would not be out of place in a brothel, these people wear things that only a dark seductress would wear, and they are daedras who serve the god of madness, for which her clothing is not out of place... but here it was different from the warriors to the princess.
In fact, Ushao has to admit that the princess was the only thing that she liked about the royal family, removing her perverted side that was greatly enlivened by the transparent dress that the girl is wearing, what she liked was above all how she took in hands the situation when his father proved unable to put aside his feelings and think of the greater good for his people.
At the time that Ushao discovered the plot and found out about the compromise, he already saw it as a bad idea. It was not a pact like the one that the empire and the domain had made several years ago, after all, the two sides were worn out and if they continued fighting the result would be uncertain, although the domain had more power when the treaty was signed they were still weak and could not afford to fight a large-scale war like the empire, that's why the treaty was made.
But here it was different Asnolc had all the advantage, and they were the ones who proposed the treaty, anyone with half a brain would have suspected, but when you add that the reason why the nations are at war is basically because the kingdom of Asnolc wants to enslave Alfheim then that makes it worse, there is no way in the world that such a thing would end well.
Ushao was happy to have prevented something like that, he doesn't like slavery or rape, they were things that always disgusted him, depriving others of their freedom was something that his heart always hated, and after meeting Serana and seeing how the abuse he could destroy people's lives. Ushao hated with all his being any act that was remotely similar, not for nothing had he struck against Molag Bal.
Although when he met the princess he felt even happier, not only because of how beautiful and sexy the girl is...although when he thinks about it so far, all the women he has seen are beautiful and sexy, he does not remember seeing one that did not have such features...he guessed it's something from the elves, although that human is also beautiful and sexy.
The thing is, the princess seems to be a smart girl who can stay focused even though her emotions are possibly being affected, after all she took control of the audience despite hearing that they planned to make her a sex toy.
As for the king he was a disappointment from start to finish, Ganer has more muscles and character than the man he saw sitting on the throne and that was only shown in his reactions and his inability to know what to do next, Ushao could not understand. since they had never used the forest around them to their advantage until now, that was the stupidest thing of all, using your terrain to your advantage is a staple of any strategy.
And as for his openly offensive attitude against the king… well Ushao always says "I will treat you as you treat me" he called him a monster so Ushao will not show respect towards him until he shows respect it is a matter of pride and the Orsimer are proud , but above all, dragons are proud and he is both.
He lay down on the bed like wood began to let out moans due to the weight to which he was subjected, he did not give importance to that, although he did give importance to the fact that his feet are out of the bed... well, surely they do not pose beds to their size, they all seem very small in these parts and that they are called high elves and are almost the same size as a Breton.
When Ushao was about to close his eyelids in the hope of falling asleep, he heard the door of the room being knocked, he let out a growl of annoyance. "Come in," he said as he stood up.
Then I see the princess enter the place accompanied by Lelanie, Narrus, Almia and two other guards, all armed except the princess —Mr. Burarku— The princess pronounced, giving him a small bow.
" Argh , don't tell me sir, I'm not that old, I'm only 42 years old" Ushao said showing that he doesn't like to be reminded of how old he is by Orsimer standards.
"Ho sorry, I said that as a sign of respect," she pronounced, her voice sharp.
"You don't need to use it, I don't like titles, I don't like to use them or be used on me, unless the situation requires it. Does this situation require me to call you princess?" Lelanie was about to say something when Eleenn stepped forward.
—No, my name is Eleenn Alfheim, you can use my name— Everyone in the room was confused by the words of the princess.
—Perfect then, call me Ushao, what is this visit about?
—You see, Ushao…I personally have something to ask you— The Orsimer nodded to him to continue —could you help us in the coming war?
I think I will add some complementary information to the end of the chapters, you can read them to get more context.
Alfheim: It is the original kingdom of the high elves positioned in the center of the continent and having a border with all the other kingdoms of the continent, Alfheim is a gigantic forest where the few parts with civilization are small villages or large cities, the kingdom has a political system that is made up of a king or queen at the head of the kingdom and lords who have their own lands.
Each noble family has the name of their lands as their last name, such as Almia Agraliel, as for the royal family, because they dominate the entire kingdom, their last name is the same name as this example: Eleenn Alfheim.
The cities where the lords or king are settled bear the name of the lands they dominate, such as the city of Agraliel, in the case of the capital of the kingdom it bears the same name as the Alfheim kingdom.