Zorya is a wild and a beautiful, pagan princess who loves spending time in the depths of her forest, side by side with her wolf, becoming one with a nature.
Darius is a cruel, and dark Christian King, feared by many, with a tragic fate, who comes t...
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In past few months, Zorya was working on her book, writing down every myth she could remember from her childhood, writing about her life in Gora Nevskaya, about pagan customs, about her parents, about their bond with nature, about the fierce pagan warriors. She wished to represent pagans in a new world, showing people that they weren't just uncivilized people. Zorya wanted everyone to see them as warriors, who were molded by the wars and winter.
Zorya wanted to show people, that no matter what, pagans were forced to become tenacious and dangerous people, so they could protect themselves and their loved ones.
Zorya enjoyed writing, it helped her feel calm when she needed to take a break from her own mind, it made her feel like she was back home, being a child again, surrounded by her family. She loved that feeling, be she would never trade the family she has now.
The summer was coming, and Zorya was planning to finally take a trip to Gora Nevskaya with Darius and her children.
But the summer brought something or someone in Walnia, that will change the fate of everyone who lived there.
In early morning, while Darius was hunting with his brothers, Zorya was helping woman train, she was interrupted by the herald, who came as faster as he could, to inform the Queen about the recent events in their Kingdoms.
"The bandits my Queen! They were spotted near some of the villages! They attacked some of our woman and raped them! We need help!"
"The bandits? That is unusual, are you sure?" Zorya asked already taking the weapon in her hands.
"Yes, please my Queen, I am begging you, we need help!" The poor man said.
"Please, remain peaceful my friend, I shall help the villagers. Everything shall be alright." Zorya assured him.
"Thank you my Queen, may God bless you and your family." The man answered before the maids took him in the castle to have some rest.
"Go, you heard the man, find the King and inform him about what happened, me and my army shall leave to the village immediately." Zorya ordered to one of the soldiers.
