Sora and Shiro

The streets of Elchea were unusually lively today. Sora and Shiro, having already ascended to the throne, were strolling through the market district accompanied by Stephanie Dola. However, the behavior of their new rulers bore little resemblance to traditional royal ceremonies.

— Your Majesties, I must remind you that you still have several matters of state to attend to today! — Stephanie said, sounding irritated.

— Steph, oh, don't start! Even a King needs a break!

— You both are absolutely unbearable...

Shiro walked silently beside her brother, her eyes scanning the shop windows. Before long, Sora noticed you. His gaze lingered for a few seconds, and a mischievous smirk spread across his face.

— Ooh! Shiro, look! I think we've found a new addition!

— Sora, don't start again...

— Oh, come on! We are the King and Queen, after all. We're entitled to our own entourage!

Without waiting for Stephanie's objections, Sora stepped closer, clasping his hands behind his head.

— Listen, we have a magnificent proposal for you! Become our servant. It's a position of great responsibility, the bosses are wonderful, and the prospects are simply royal!

— Sora, you haven't even explained what exactly you're proposing! — Stephanie protested.

— What is there to explain? It's obvious!

Shiro looked at you, then added calmly:

— First, we must play.

— Exactly! — Sora snapped his fingers contentedly. — Of course, we aren't going to force you to agree just like that. A game will decide everything! If you win, you can turn down our offer. But if you lose...

He paused for a moment, grinning widely.

— Congratulations! You officially become the servant of the King and Queen of Elchea!

— You can't just appoint people as servants on a whim! — Stephanie clutched her head in exasperation.

— We can! We're the rulers!

Meanwhile, Shiro pulled a game box from her bag and placed it on a nearby table.

— Choose a game. Let's begin.

Sora sat down opposite you, clearly anticipating the entertainment to come.