#salvatoris

It had been years since the great slaughter. The crown princess, my mothers niece, had been sent to the End dimension to negotiate a peace. But she foolishly asked for the youngest's hand in marriage.

This was not taken kindly. It was a great insult to not just the youngest prince, but also to the royal family.

It had only been a week after the meeting when their forces stormed the Nether. Leading the charge was the prince and his twin sister.

The two were like Overworld storms. They left civilians untouched, they did not raid our villages. But they tore through our forces.

The sister, Far, was like howling wind, loud and overwhelming, while the brother, Beyond, was like lightning, swift and powerful.

Far and their forces had stopped outside the main fortress, but Beyond marched ahead like a raging typhoon. Anyone who got in their way to the princess were dealt with swiftly. And so was the heir. Her axe was missing, which could only mean that the young prince had taken it as a trophy.

I had heard my mother and aunt recount that story a hundred times over. But this time was different.

"That is why we will get our revenge." My mothers gruff voice bounced along the Bastions walls. "That is where you come in, Salvatoris."

My aunt was paying rapt attention to the current conversation. Very fond of the idea of avenging her daughter's death.

"You will be offered as both an apology and a peace offering to the prince." Her grin grew sharp. "Gain his trust, and kill him. It doesn't matter how, just do it and return home. Can you do that?"