Sorry guys, I didn't have much time the past months with exams and many other unforeseen things but this month there will be regular updates. I count on you to help me progress and enjoy my work.
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*Before Brien joined my demonic ruins*
"You fled Drakarea because of an arranged marriage you didn't want," Brien concluded confidently.
"Huh? How did you come to that conclusion?"
"It's the most common reason nobles leave their homes," he explained.
"But I didn't flee!"
"Oh..."
"Forget it, I'm leaving," she said, adjusting her cape before turning around, but Brien watched her with a suspicious look.
Ingrid had been walking through the snow for a few minutes.
"Why are you following me?" she asked, frowning, clearly annoyed by his persistence.
"I'm making sure you arrive safely, Princess."
"And what makes you think I need protection?"
