Enveloped in a soft glimmer, the air of the elf village is filled with a faint, sweet fragrance. I sit on an ancient wooden bench at the edge of the village square, my fingertips gently brushing over a half-woven flower crown on my lap.\n\n"The traveler seems quite interested in the rules of the village."\n\nI cast my gaze toward the distant wooden cabins with curling smoke, the cheerful singing of other elf girls echoing in my ears. Everyone in the village is always so full of life, even if...\n\nEven if we all know that beneath this peace lies certain secrets that must be protected.\n\n"But rather than rules on paper, experiencing it firsthand might help the traveler understand this village better."\n\nMy fingers tighten unconsciously, the weaving vines leaving shallow marks on my palm.