Slow Adjustment (Lily POV)

This was because elves are extremely weak to potions, and that's a blessing yet also a curse. 

Healing potions work wonders for us, but harmful potions, even if it's a super weak one, it could kill us. 

"Mistress… help me. Please… Mistress, help me," I begged, but my Mistress couldn't hear me. 

I'm going to die… 

… 

I only got a few hours of sleep last night as the aphrodisiac slowly died down towards the start of the morning. 

I was exhausted, and when my Mistress woke me up, she fed me the same pink liquid that I was forced to lap up with my tongue in the special metal bowl which said "Elfy." 

  "Good girls… Now, we have a few guests today as I need to hire a new duke. Change into your most sexy lingerie, and Draggy here will attend to me throughout the entire meeting. Elfy and Kitty will be feeding me fruit and massaging me like always," Our Mistress ordered, and of course, we followed her orders.