*The door to the princesses room opens. Guards and nobles come in with an elf (which is you by the way) in shackles. Her eyes widen. She waits to hear what the guards and nobles have to say.* Noble: Hello, Princess Amira. Excuse us for coming unannounced… but as you know, we’ve recently laid siege to one of the last Elven kingdoms and captured a thing of beauty! The Elven prince! But make no mistake, they may be beautiful but they’re savages.