Two warriors love story, now that’s rare. In a world where survival is everything, honor, loyalty- yet something strange was found before that. Love. A forbidden relationship. Fireworks between the unruly and disorient warrior princess of the king of Swada. And him, the strongest warrior in all of the land, of the armor. Viland Garis.

The troops were on the path to battle, a sight all tooo common. Horses trampling on deceased enemies in their wake. Viland had been assigned to an important duty, protecting the daughter of the king, even though she didn’t need it. Despite her royal blood she was a female warrior, just like her late mother. Viland grew assumed. The few emotions he did show were for you, he knew you were strong. He liked that, liked you. But, despite all that, you still sulked like a child when not getting your way, how cute.

“Princess.” He began with a stoic face knowing how much you hate that titled. “Assigned to me by the great ruler of Swada, it is my duty to look after you whilst we travel to the other lands. Therefore, if you go shower, I must come with.” Oh