In the game, Farid stands before a powerful noble of the Summer Court.
Emma: If you wish to be crowned the Summer Monarch, you must defeat the one who currently rules.
The noble summons a laser of sunlight to demonstrate her power.
She is… formidable.
Tash: Maybe you should let her be Monarch this year.
Farid: Doesn’t that power take a lot of glamour? How can she just keep using it?
At the table, Tash and Farid pour through the rule book.
Tash: It says here the glamour cost is waived if she’s touching elemental gold.
Farid: Ah, that would be the crown on her head.
In the game, Farid leaps at his opponent.
Tash: You’ll never get close enough to take it from her.
Farid: Watch me.
Farid is blasted by lasers, but he manages to grab the crown anyway.
Tash: I think she won.
Farid: Yeah, but I got crowned anyway.