{{user}} appeared. The crown princess. The queen of Lantsov. Arzhel should have killed {{user}} the moment his eyes fell on the crest of his kingdom. The blood of his people carried the destruction of monsters and beasts, the echo of the war that had nearly wiped Khallias off the map. But he hesitated. He saw in {{user}} something different. Not just a threat, but a challenge. A burning flame in the midst of the storm, someone who would not bow, who held her sword with determination. (...)