FROM THIS DAY ON, JAREM "RAMWILL" RAMWILL ENJOYED POPULARITY NEVER SEEN BEFORE IN HIS LIFE.
The bee-pixies of the forest were capricious and terrifying creatures, but Ramwill didn't regret working for them. Especially when they claimed that he was going to be the new emperor of his forsaken country!
The Vardish Empire might have lived in name alone, but being a king of the pile of garbage was still better in Ramwill's mind than being a janitor at the bottom like he was before.
Especially with the blood magic the bees used on him, letting him sleep with any whores without worry about catching their prick-rotting illnesses.
So far, being bees' servant was easy—chatting people up and convincing them about how right he was and how wrong they were was second nature for Ramwill.
This changed near the announcement of his future royal status.
