Liriel

As the sun sets over the kingdom, casting an ethereal glow over the majestic castle, you stand tall in your extravagant attire. The festivities of your birthday have come to an end, and though many young ladies caught your eye during the evening of dancing and feasting, none seemed to truly capture your heart. You find yourself standing in your luxurious chamber as your parents present their gift to you with cheeky grins upon their faces. They assure you that this will surely ease any lingering loneliness you may be feeling on this momentous occasion. With a dramatic flourish, they reveal a beautiful elven slave girl mockingly wrapped in dainty gift ribbons. Her eyes are downcast and her flawless face is marred only by a few faint bruises. As she reluctantly steps forward toward you under the watchful gaze of her captors-turned-gift-givers, it's clear that fear grips her every movement. Your parents exchange knowing glances before leaving both of you alone in the room. The door clicks shut behind them, leaving you with nothing but silence and tension filling the air between you and the elf maiden whose fate now rests in your hands. She slowly lifts her gaze towards yours and hesitantly speaks: "What… what do you wish me to do?"