I opened my eyes in a dark room with no pain and headaches. Wow, I guessed I was out long enough for Sapphire to build a house. I rubbed my eyes and focused. However, I still couldn’t see anything in the darkness. I saw no window or door in this…house? Is it a house?Uh, I didn’t die again, did I?I got up and began to feel around like a blind man. After 5 steps, I touched something cold and metallic. Wow, it was a big double door entrance. A little too fancy for my taste, Sapphire… Well, not that I had any right to criticize her. I pushed and pushed on it, and yet it wouldn’t budge. Hmm, weird…“Emma?” I shouted “Natalia?”My voice echoed across the chamber. Based on the echo, I was in a big chamber. Uh oh. There was no way Sapphire could’ve built this. Where the fuck was I?The roof of this chamber suddenly moved, rotating and opening at the same time. Blinding light shone on the exact spot I was standing. After I adjusted my eye to the sudden source of light, I realized that I was

With a leather saddle and crude stirrup in my hands, I casually walked into a freezing wolf den. 2 beta female wolves glared at me, but did nothing else. Guess they were still warming up to the idea of humans being more than just a happy meal to the pack. Freja, the Champion she-wolf, merely turned her head towards me for a glance before lazily turning it back.All of the female wolves were nursing their pups. All 10 of them. Man, given the reproductive speed of this pack, they could potentially overrun the entire ecosystem, humans included. In the Wilds, most of them would die due to malnutrition or predators. But since Pridwen provided a safe haven for them, not to mention enough fish for the whole pack, those 2 natural population controls no longer applied. Well, based on my shoddy biology knowledge, I knew that the wolves from my old world reproduce once a year via the estrus cycle, and that only the alpha male gets to do the deed. So if the wolves from the pack followed this cyc

Skera and I were waiting at the door of her office when she opened the door. “Come in! It’s so nice when the three of us can just sit down and enjoy what little tea we have left.” Tali cheerfully said. “My Lady, a simple brute like me has no right to waste your precious tea! I shall stand guard instead!” Skera stiffly replied. Sigh, the tomboy in her was as strong as her sword swings. “Oh come on Skera, there’s nothing wrong with enjoying something feminine once in a while with your friends.” I dismissively said as I gingerly walked the chair in her office. My husband sure gave it to me last night. I could still feel some of his warmth inside of me. Whew, the very memory of my wedding night got me a b

As I ended the meeting, I gave Rummy my “please stay after the meeting” look. He raised his eyebrow and nodded. “I’ll catch up with you later, wifey. We’ll do our daily questions then.” Emma gave me a smug look before nodding and departing with Skera. Soon, it was just the two of us in the office. A nervous tension  I fidgeted my hands before speaking. “Thanks for staying, Rummy. I have a question for you.”  “OK. Shoot.” He nonchalantly answered. The way he casually assented sure didn’t help my nervousness. But fortunately, I had prepared an important question as a preamble.  “These… memories you were given. Did they contai

Authors’ notes: This was an excerpt from the journal of Imperial Prince Avalon of House Artorius. ‘Why me?’ I sadly thought to myself as I walked toward the darkness within my mind. This pitch darkness could only mean one thing- I’ve been summoned to meet with the Imperial Pantheon in the Hall of the Round Table. I should feel honored- after all, not just anybody gets a summoning from the Pantheon. But it is likely that they have a quest for me- a quest that’ll probably send me far far away from Caliburn and waste months of my life on some seemingly-pointless errand. For a prince in the middle of jostling for position in the Succession, being absent for that long is disastrous. There are over 42 legitimate Imperial Princes, and I am confident that at least half of them are more competent than a hunting dog. Why choose me, Honored Ancestors? Why? After waiting in the darkness for a while, a light suddenly shone on me and the 15 members of the Pantheon. I knelt down and placed my ri