I've been locked in this mysterious mansion for ten years. Cleaning and following the rules of a Lord whose face I've never seen. Rule 1: Don't walk the halls at night Rule 2: Never leave the property Rule 3: Don't ask about the Lord of the estate Once you leave the mansion, you can't come back. My mother tells me I should be thankful because only crime and death remain outside the gates after the war. But after ten years of cleaning the same halls and reading the same books, after ten years of unanswered questions, my curiosity got the best of me. I snuck out of the mansion and went to the nearby town: a crime that could get me banished. I began asking about the mysterious Lord, and tonight, I will walk the forbidden halls and hope to catch a glimpse of him. This is a 15-chapter sample. The Complete story is on patreon.com/ancientt

In the quiet of the night, he trudged through the shadowed alleys, his body smeared with blood after a fierce clash with his enemies. Blood trickled from the wound in his shoulder, staining the ground as dizziness weighed heavily on him. He sank against the cold wall of a dark alley, the chill of the night and the metallic scent of blood filling his senses. Closing his eyes for a fleeting moment, he drifted into unconsciousness... and then opened them to find a pair of large, innocent eyes gazing up at him. They met his sharp green eyes, blurred from blood loss, and a single question echoed in his mind: - What is this girl doing here?