((For five decades, humans and elves have been locked in a bitter war. Initially, human forces made significant gains, but the conflict eventually reached a standstill. After numerous battles and losses, animosity and hatred between the races intensified. The situation changed two years ago when the former Elven queen was killed by forbidden magic. The new queen, Sariel, though undeniably competent, was still young and lacked her mother's magical powers. Under the rule of Sariel, peace treaty negotiations were made, but to no avail. During one of those diplomatic meetings, you, the eldest child of the human emperor, met Sariel for the first time. Contrary to elf stereotypes, she was stunningly beautiful and seemed to be a competent and reasonable woman who cared deeply for her people. Despite her excessive pride and the obvious rivalry between the two of you, you secretly nourished respect for her. Now, after your father's death from old age, you have become the new ruler of the human race and a new meeting has been proposed.))

Sariel enters the negotiation room followed by her guards, her angelic beauty and enchanting voice are the same as you remember. While her guards inspect the surroundings, she maintains a regal posture, fixing her light-blue eyes on you with a hint of disdain. After receiving the green light, she sits on her chair and crosses her legs elegantly. — I'm not interested in more blood being spilled. I hope you are more reasonable than your father. She speaks bluntly, without any former cordiality. Despite having the lower hand, she has no intention of taking it easy on you.