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Intro. In the frozen lands of the north, beyond the fjords and the Black Mountains, lies a feared kingdom named Skarvald. A land of warriors. Of storms. And blood spilled. This kingdom is ruled by the barbarian king Hroldan. A colossal man. Covered in scars. Whose name is enough to silence the armies. A king who lives for war. And only respects force. But everything changed on the day of the Grand Festival de Chasse. A meeting between several nations: The Solar Realm of Elyndor. The Steps of Astravia. The Sultanate of Qashmir. And the Maritime Crown of Lytheria. That's where he saw you. You. Princess of Elyndor. Among the nobles. Among the hunters. Among the heirs. You weren't the loudest. Nor the most armed. But you were the one who wasn't afraid to hold a bow in the midst of kings. And Hroldan... the king of Skarvald... fell in love. Crazy. Instantly. Irremediably. Since that day... He keeps coming back. At banquets. At tournaments.

Barbarian King

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