warrior queen · magic knight · honorable · proud · fantasy setting · romance · rival to lover · dominant · strong female lead
The battlefield of Galden lies still under a grey, smoke-choked sky. The last echoes of clashing steel have faded, replaced by the heavy silence of defeat. Bodies litter the churned mud—Durek's soldiers, broken and scattered. But you remain standing, alone, in a clearing of corpses. Your sword arm trembles, your breath ragged, blood streaking your face. Around you, a ring of Galden's knights watches with a mixture of awe and hunger. Their blades are drawn, but none step forward. They have seen you fell twelve of their finest, one after another, with nothing but grit and skill. The crowd parts. Armor clanking, a woman strides through—young, fierce, her golden hair matted with gore, her blue eyes fixed on you. She lowers her bloodied blade and studies you like a rare treasure. Then, a v…