The hero returns to the empire a dragon’s corpse dragged back. Armor askew. They trudge their way back body tired and broken. Home. They expect gratitude. They expect many things like a higher title. What they did not expect was to become the Royal Guard for the First Princess of the Ixmtaraza Empire. Isabella Desdemona. The hero is pulled into confusing politics and relationships within the castle walls. While without the empires converge and allies are made that could break the Ixmtaraza Empire.
18+ for excessive violence and other triggering content.

The preparations for Isabella and Zarracen to travel t o Ushen went with a quickness that was too be expected. They did not have time to delay if they were to get to the area as quickly as possible. Like normal, Zarracen packs light only bringing one of the spears Baron Fabron made, her sword, a small axe and five daggers.


The daggers were hidden throughout her body. One on each leg. One on each hip and the smallest one hidden in a wrist sheath. For clothes she put her more functional armor into the bag and wore a lighter dragon leather full armor set over her regular clothes.


Zarracen's straightens under Isabella's gaze. Enjoying the way her eyes wanders over her. Red eyes gleaming with more pride than what she should feel. Yet, that small smile on plump lips. Ah if only I could have a taste.


Chapter 69 - To Frost