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

"Well, I suppose we do," she replies, her voice as cold and distant as ever. "But your survival doesn't change anything. We still need information." She takes another step back, regarding you with a calculating gaze. "So why don't you tell me? What is the human kingdom planning? And more importantly, what are they doing here?"

Her words are sharp and precise, each syllable carrying weight and demanding an answer.

The queen's expression doesn't change as she listens to your words. "I find that hard to believe," she says coldly, her voice barely above a whisper. "You are human. You must have some knowledge of your own kind's intentions." She takes another step closer, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Or perhaps you have something else in mind? A bargaining chip?"

Her words are laced with accusation and suspicion, as if she already knows the truth but wants to hear it from you regardless.

The queen seems to consider your words before responding. "You may be telling the truth," she admits, her tone still cold and emotionless. "But that doesn't change anything. We need information, and we need it now." She pauses for a moment, looking you up and down before asking, "Do you have any family back in the human kingdom?"

Her question catches you off guard. It's not what you were expecting her to ask about. But then again, she is an elf queen...

The queen listens intently as you explain about your situation. Her expression remains cold and distant, but there's something else in her eyes now - a flicker of understanding or perhaps even sympathy. When you finish speaking, she takes another step closer, until she's standing just inches away from you. "I can offer you a deal," she whispers hoarsely, her breath tickling your ear. "

"Very well," Orelia whispers back, her voice barely audible even to your ears. "If you swear on your honor and the life of your family that you will tell me the truth about what is happening in the human kingdom, I will spare you from further torture and ensure that your death is swift and painless." Her gaze bores into yours, searching for any sign of deception. "Do we have a deal?"

Her expression hardens once more as she steps back and crosses her arms over her chest. "Very well," she says coldly. "Then I have no choice but to continue interrogating you until I get the answers I seek." She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully before continuing. "Tell me about the human kingdom's military strength and any recent movements or strategies you may be aware of." Her voice is icy and demanding, leaving no room for doubt.

Her eyes narrow in anger and frustration as she listens to your reply. "You insolent creature!" She spits the words out, her voice raised for the first time since the interrogation began. With a swift motion, she reaches out and slaps you across the face, hard enough to send you sprawling back onto the floor with a pained grunt. "I am not asking for your opinion or excuses!" She pauses, taking several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down before continuing more quietly. "I only want the truth."

"Enough!" Orelia's voice booms through the room, filling it with an unnatural silence that follows her words like a shadow. She takes another step closer, bending down so that she towers over you once more. "I will give you one last chance," she hisses, her eyes burning with determination and anger. "Tell me what I want to know, or I swear by my honor as queen that I will make your death slow and painful beyond all measure."

Her eyes widen in surprise at your sudden display of strength and determination as you break free from your chains. A small smirk plays across her lips before it's quickly replaced by a cold glare. "Very well," she whispers, stepping back once more. "Let us see how much pain and suffering you truly deserve." With that, she raises her hand, palm outstretched towards you as a breeze begins to pick up around the room...

Her eyes widen in shock as she's pushed back into the wall with surprising force by your gesture. For a moment, she can only stare at you in disbelief before regaining her composure and launching herself forward once more. "You dare to attack me?!" she snarls, her voice laced with fury as her hands begin to glow with an ethereal light.

Her anger only seems to fuel her as she speeds towards you once more, hands outstretched in front of her. Just before they make contact with your defensive barrier, she twists them around swiftly and unleashes a blast of wind directly at it instead. The force of the attack rocks you back on your heels, straining against your invisible shield as dust and debris swirl about the room. "You think you can defeat me with mere tricks?" she taunts, her voice cold and derisive. "

Her eyes widen in surprise as the unbreakable chains materialize around her, pinning her to the spot where she collided with the wall. "What...?!" She struggles against them futilely, unable to break free no matter how hard she tries. Her face turns red from exertion and anger. "How dare you..."

"Now," she spits through gritted teeth, "will you tell me what I want to know?"

Her expression softens slightly as she looks at you with a mix of anger and frustration. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "I'll listen." With that, she releases another burst of wind, causing the chains holding her in place to shimmer momentarily before snapping free, leaving her free to move about as she pleases once more. She takes a deep breath, attempting to calm herself down before continuing. "Tell me what you know about the human kingdom's military strength and any recent movements or strategies."

The wind whips around you as it throws Orelia through the open window, sending her tumbling out of the castle and into the lush gardens beyond. She lands on her feet with a soft thud, glaring at you over her shoulder as she brushes herself off. "If that's how things are going to be," she says coolly, her voice laced with disappointment, "then perhaps it would be best for both of us if we just end this now." She takes a step forward, raising her hands in preparation for another attack.

Her eyes widen in shock as she finds herself frozen in place, unable to move even an inch. "What...?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "How are you doing this?!" She struggles against the invisible bonds holding her, but it's no use; you have complete control over time itself.

"You truly don't understand, do you?" You say softly, taking a step closer. "Time is just another tool for me to play with.

The queen glares at you, her expression hardening as she realizes that you truly have the upper hand in this situation. With a sigh, she finally relents and nods slowly. "Very well," she says through gritted teeth. "You have my attention. Now tell me what I need to know."

Her eyes narrow, and for a moment, it's almost as if you can see the wheels turning in her mind as she tries to decide whether or not she can trust your words this time around.

Her expression darkens as she listens to your words. "And what would you suggest instead?" Her tone is cold and distant, daring you to offer another solution. "Should I simply release you now and hope that the humans don't take advantage of our weakness? Or perhaps I should just kill you here and now, ending this charade once and for all?" Her eyes flicker over your body, taking in every detail as if weighing her options.

Her lips curl into a cold smile as she realizes the truth behind your words. "You're cleverer than I gave you credit for," she admits reluctantly, her expression softening slightly. "Very well, perhaps there is another way." She pauses, considering her next words carefully before continuing. "What if we were to form an alliance? One between our kingdoms? We could stand together against the humans and maybe even bring peace to this torn land."

"There would be many benefits for you," the queen answers smoothly, her expression growing more confident as she speaks. "Not only would our combined forces make us virtually unstoppable, but we could also ensure that your people are protected and cared for in return. You see, I am not like my predecessors; I do not seek conquest or dominance. All I want is peace."

Her words are soft and sincere, her eyes meeting yours without flinching. "Together, we could achieve that. What do you say?"

Her expression hardens slightly at your question. "You have my word as queen that I am being honest with you. But if that is not enough," she continues, pausing to gather her thoughts, "perhaps we could come up with some sort of agreement; a written contract between our kingdoms, witnessed by both our councils."

She looks at you expectantly, waiting for your reaction. "What do you think?"

The queen nods curtly in acknowledgement as you unfreeze her from the frozen moment she'd been trapped in. With a quick glance around to make sure that no one else is nearby, she whispers something into your ear before stepping back and regarding you with a calculating gaze. "Very well," she says coolly. "Let us return to my quarters and discuss the terms of our agreement further."

She turns on her heel, motioning for you to follow her as they leave the garden and re-enter the castle.

As you follow Orelia back to her quarters, she seems lost in thought. Her expression is unreadable as she paces around the room, occasionally glancing at you out of the corner of her eye. The silence between you grows awkward, and it's clear that neither of you quite know how to broach the subject of trust again.

Finally, Orelia stops in front of a large wooden desk and turns to face you. "I will have my advisors draw up a formal contract detailing our agreement," she says. "

"It shouldn't take too long," she replies, her voice steady. "But I must consult with them first to ensure everything is in order." She crosses her arms over her chest and meets your gaze directly. "Until then, you are my guest here in the castle. You will be treated fairly and humanely while we wait for the contract to be finalized."

Orelia arches an eyebrow at you, not quite sure how to take your comment. "I assure you," she says with a hint of annoyance, "that I have always had my people's best interests in mind." She turns away from you and begins pacing around the room again, her thoughts clearly elsewhere.

After several long moments, she stops near one of the windows and looks out into the garden below. The breeze rustles through her hair, causing her to sigh softly before speaking once more. "

"You may have your own reasons for wanting this alliance," she says quietly, more to herself than to you, "but I hope that you understand the weight of your decisions." Her voice carries a hint of sadness and weariness as she speaks. "I have lived with the burden of leading my people through these dark times, and I would give anything to find peace once again."

She pauses, turning to meet your eyes. "Do you understand what I am saying?"

The queen's expression softens slightly as she listens to your question. "I did not mean to imply that my people are innocent," she says gently. "We have all suffered greatly during this war and made sacrifices of our own." She takes a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "I only hope that together we can find a way to heal those wounds and forge a better future for everyone involved."

Her eyes meet yours, searching for any sign of understanding or empathy within your gaze.

The queen's expression hardens slightly at your comment. "I was merely protecting my kingdom," she says coldly. "And I would do it again if I had to." She pauses for a moment, then continues more softly, "But that does not mean I wish to see innocent lives lost in the process. It is my hope that together we can find another way."

Orelia raised an eyebrow at your offer, clearly surprised by it. She considered the idea for a moment before responding. "That is...an interesting proposition," she said slowly. "It would certainly solve many of our problems and provide safety for both our people." Her expression turned thoughtful as she continued to mull over the possibility.

"However, I must also consider the implications of such an action," she added cautiously. "Would it not isolate us further from the world around us?

The queen pondered your words carefully before replying. "You make a valid point," she admitted. "Perhaps there could be some sort of arrangement where our two kingdoms remain connected in some way...a bridge between worlds, if you will." Her expression brightened slightly at the idea. "I would have to discuss this with my advisors, of course, but it is an intriguing possibility nonetheless."

She turned back towards you, her eyes meeting yours once more. "What do you think?"

The queen nodded thoughtfully before speaking once more. "Very well," she said with certainty in her voice. "I will discuss this proposal with my advisors at once. Once we have reached a decision, I will inform you immediately." Her expression softened slightly as she continued, "Thank you for offering such a unique solution to our problems. It is clear that you are not like any other prisoner I've ever encountered."

She paused, then added with a hint of mischief in her voice, "

The queen chuckled softly at your words before walking over to a nearby chair and sitting down gracefully. "I assure you, my intentions are nothing but honorable," she said with a reassuring smile. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I believe I have some important matters to attend to." Without waiting for a response, she turns her attention back towards the window and begins pondering once more.

"I apologize," she says softly, turning away from the window. "I was just thinking about everything that's happened and how much has changed since...well, since I took on this responsibility." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But yes, I will be speaking with my advisors shortly. They are already aware of your proposal and are eager to discuss its implications further."

Her expression grows more serious as she looks at you intently. "I want you to know that I am taking this decision very seriously.

Orelia nods solemnly in agreement. "I understand that this is a big decision, not just for me but for both our kingdoms. Rest assured, I will do whatever it takes to ensure that the right choice is made." Her gaze drifts back towards the window, her thoughts once again lost in thought. After several moments of silence, she turns back to you with a determined look on her face. "I trust that you can appreciate the gravity of this situation as well."

I will not force you into anything, and your cooperation is much appreciated. I hope that we can find common ground soon, as the safety and prosperity of our people depend on it.

I understand your concerns, and I will do everything in my power to protect our people as well. Together, we can find a way forward that benefits us both. Please be patient while I discuss this proposal with my advisors. The fate of two kingdoms rests on our shoulders.

The Queen listens carefully to your words and nods in understanding. "I see," she says, her expression thoughtful. "And what did they say about the possibility of maintaining some sort of connection between our kingdoms?" Her eyes flicker over to you expectantly as she waits for a response.

It's clear that Orelia values your input and trusts your judgment, but she also needs to make sure that any decision made is in the best interests of her people.

The Queen seems pleased to hear that your advisors are in agreement about maintaining some sort of connection between their kingdoms. "In that case," she says with a determined nod, "I believe it would be wise for us to move forward with this proposal." She pauses, gathering her thoughts before continuing.

"However," she adds cautiously, "there are still many details that need to be worked out. I want to make sure that our people understand what they're agreeing to and that everyone involved feels secure in the arrangement.

The queen raises an eyebrow at your question, clearly surprised by the directness of it. "I'm not sure that would be wise," she says carefully, "given our current circumstances." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice growing firmer. "My duty is to protect my people, and I will do whatever it takes to ensure their safety. That includes making difficult decisions and forging alliances with those who can help us achieve that goal."

The queen narrows her eyes at your question, her expression growing cold. "I am not one to brag about my abilities," she says through gritted teeth, "but I have trained for many years to protect my people and our kingdom." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "However, what matters is not my strength alone. It is the combined might of those who stand beside me that will determine our success in this war." Her eyes meet yours steadily, daring you to challenge her words or intentions further.

The queen's expression darkens at your words, her eyes flashing with anger and frustration. "You dare to doubt my resolve?" she growls, pushing herself up to her feet as she glares down at you. "I have led this kingdom through some of its darkest hours, and I will not stand by while someone like you insults my honor!" Her voice rings out loudly throughout the room, echoing off the walls like a battle cry.

The queen takes a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. "You're right," she says finally, her voice less angry but still shaky with emotion. "I apologize for losing my temper. It's just...this situation is so tense, and the stakes are so high." She pauses, looking at you intently. "But I am grateful for your offer to help us find a way through this. You have proven yourself to be an unconventional ally, but one who may hold the key to our salvation."

The queen rolls her eyes at your sarcasm but doesn't rise to the bait. "We can argue about who is more understanding later," she says with a hint of amusement in her voice. "For now, let us focus on working together to create a safe haven for our people. I trust that you will do everything in your power to make sure that this pocket dimension is as secure and stable as possible."

Her expression turns serious once more. "And remember," she adds quietly, "

I am still the queen of this kingdom. Your life is in my hands, and I expect you to respect that authority at all times. Is that clear?

The queen narrows her eyes at you, looking unamused. "I assure you," she says coolly, "my words do not lie." Her expression softens slightly as she continues, "I know that this must be difficult for you to understand, but I am merely trying to maintain order and stability during these uncertain times. It is my duty as your queen."

She pauses, considering her next words carefully before speaking once more. "If you continue to disrespect my authority, I will have no choice but to take measures to ensure your cooperation.

The queen raises an eyebrow at your words, her expression unreadable. "Very well," she says after a moment's consideration. "For now, let us focus on our task at hand." She glances around the room, deep in thought, before looking back at you. "I will need more information about this pocket dimension of yours; its size, shape, and what sort of defenses it possesses against other magical beings or intrusions from outside."

The Queen nods thoughtfully as she listens to your explanation, her expression growing more interested by the moment. "That is most reassuring," she says finally. "I trust that you will not hesitate to inform me should anything change regarding its security or accessibility." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Now, if you don't mind my asking...what are your plans for the pocket dimension once it has been created?"

The queen looks at you thoughtfully, her expression difficult to read. "I appreciate your generosity," she says slowly, "but I must also consider the long-term stability of my people and our kingdom." She pauses, gathering her thoughts. "Perhaps it would be best if we could reach some sort of agreement regarding our respective roles and responsibilities within this new realm?"

The queen ponders this proposal carefully, her brow furrowed in concentration. "I understand your concerns," she says finally, "and I assure you that I will do everything in my power to protect our people's interests as well." She looks up at you with a considering expression. "Perhaps we could establish some sort of council or joint leadership system? That way, both our voices would be heard and decisions could be made with input from both sides."