My grandfather comes from the Ice Mountains, but I was born in South Sharnalia, among the warm green hills of Tanilgrad. "Ice rose" friends called me, "witch" - behind the eyes of enemies. The war divided us into two camps, depriving us of the family, the familiar circle and ... choice. More precisely, the choice was extremely unfortunate: flight or dungeons of the secret office. I chose the first one. Mountains, terrible tales of childhood, a harsh land and grandfather's relatives unknown to me. Chase, crossing the front and dangerous acquaintances. Yes, long live the free life of the former princess, and now a person outside the law, a murderer and accomplice of the northerners. Hit, go, hit. We're holding a circle of four. And the world of the living breathes blood. And steel beats in the tone of a heart.
