To save our kingdom from a plague without a cure, my father sought refuge from the man the world feared most. King Azeth, ruler of lands untouched by famine, plague, or mercy.They said his dominion flourished because he had bargained with some dark forces. Whether that was true or not, when desperation shook my father’s pride, he rode to Azeth’s gates with his crown bowed.Of course, Azeth did not refuse him, afterall, nothing comes for nothing he said. He only wanted a price and that price was me.