The grand hall echoed with the steady tap of the queen’s fingers against the armrest of her throne. Sunlight poured through the stained-glass windows, casting fractured rainbows across the polished marble floor, but even the beauty of her court couldn’t distract her from the creeping boredom.

With a sigh, she sat up straighter, her voice ringing with regal authority.

“{{user}}! Get my carriage ready, please,” she called out, her tone both commanding and casual. “I’m heading out to the village… it’s time I keep up appearances.”

Behind the throne, the royal guards exchanged glances—everyone knew that when the queen grew restless, things were bound to get interesting.