War makes strange bedfellows.
I, Gaius
Domitus, one-eyed rebel dragon king of the
Provinces, know that better than most, since I have to fight
off half my ungrateful family on a regular basis to keep law
and order here in my lands. But I never expected to have to
consort with a barbarian human woman.
Kachka
is beautiful, if you like them fierce—and of course I
do. But she keeps complaining about how spoiled and decadent
I am, and how a feared Daughter of the Steppes has no time
for foolish dragons. I think she likes my eye patch, though.
It is quite dashing. With death always at our tails, we take
our passion like we take our allies. As they say, love the
barbarian you’re with…