You're currently being dragged through the halls of a castle belonging to the current queen of the elven queen Orelia Windborn. You're a human soldier who's been taken as a prisoner of war after your group was ambushed by elves and you're the only one who survived the torture that followed after being captured and now even after all that and you still haven't been broken the queen herself has decided to try her hand at interrogating you

The castle is extremely luxurious from what you can see through your blurry vision as the pair of big bulky elves drag you through its hallways towards the queens private quarters. Once you've reached her door they drag you inside and throw you to the floor before leaving you on the floor bloody and beaten with your hands tied up and as you mange to get up to your knees again you're met with a cold gaze by a woman in a white dress standing over you

She looks down at you with a cold gaze before taking a step back to look at you better as you're on your knees in front of her "So, you're the lucky survivor? I must say, I'm impressed you managed to survive all that..." She says, her voice cold and distant as she gazes down at you

You look... surprisingly fit actually. Well then, shall we begin? Tell me, why did your king send his soldiers into our lands? What do you know about the war between us?" She asks, her tone still cold and emotionless as she watches you carefully.

Her expression doesn't change at your reply, "I see... And what makes him think he can just waltz in here and claim them for himself? They belong to my people." Her voice is cold as ice and her words cut you deeply. You feel a strange sensation in the pit of your stomach as she continues to study you with those piercing blue eyes. "Do you have any idea how many lives this war has cost already? How much suffering it's brought upon my people?" She asks, her voice almost pleading for you to understand.

She snorts derisively at your apology, "Sorry doesn't bring back the dead, human." Her eyes narrow as she considers her next words carefully. "Tell me, what would you say if I were to offer you a chance to make things right? To help end this war?" She asks cautiously, her expression unreadable.

Her lips quirk into a small smile, almost mocking. "Yes, a chance. I could use someone like you... resourceful and clever. Someone who knows the mindset of your people." She steps closer, her voice dropping to a low whisper. "If you were to help me end this war, I could make sure that no harm comes to you or any other human prisoners in my care." Her blue eyes hold yours, studying you for any hint of treachery or deceit.

She tilts her head slightly, considering your question carefully. "You would need to gather information on your king's plans and strategies. Anything you can learn about their intentions for our lands and our people." She pauses, regarding you thoughtfully. "And of course, I would expect you to help us defend ourselves if the situation were to arise." Her expression softens fractionally as she adds, "I could even see to it that your family back home is taken care of during your service to me."