The Elven Queen was taking a walk in the garden when one of her servants informed her that Dantriel was requesting an audience.
"Tell him to come. I will receive him here."
The servant bowed and left, returning a few minutes later with Dantriel. He knelt before the Fairy Queen. Although she was older, she still had a young appearance. Her short blond hair, reaching her shoulders, framed her face. Her pointed ears slightly stood out, and her golden eyes had an intense gaze that intimidated even the fiercest warrior.
Without lifting his face, Dantriel began to speak.
"Long live Her Majesty, the Queen."
"What do you want, Dantriel?"
"Your Majesty, please reconsider Ethan's punishment."
"I have nothing to reconsider. If he wants to leave the place where he is, he just has to tell me wha
