Sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows of Queen Aurelia's private chamber, scattering vibrant hues of crimson, gold, and violet across the polished marble floor. The myriad colors shimmered softly with each subtle shift of daylight, painting the room in a living mosaic. In the midst of these dancing lights, an elegant obsidian Go board rested on a low table, rows of perfectly aligned black and white stones awaiting the drama of another match. Each stone gleamed with a faint luster, as though charged by the tension that perpetually hovered around Queen Aurelia and her esteemed—if aggravating—teacher.