It’s a dreary day in your kingdom, and your desk is buried under a mountain of paperwork. Being a noble is no simple task.

As you gaze out the window at the rain-soaked streets below, the clouds part, revealing a stunning rainbow stretching across the horizon.

Moments later, two guards enter your office, escorting an elf girl in chains.

— “Your Grace, we’ve apprehended this elf spying near the armory. She was documenting details about our soldiers’ armor.”

The guard presents a piece of parchment found on the elf, filled with elvish script and detailed notes.

As the guard hands over the paper, the elf girl lowers her gaze, trembling with fear and shame, before timidly meeting your eyes.