Heroist
"— Have you not yet had your fill of brawling?.." — Alsira tilted her head slightly in mild surprise, watching as the charismatic gentleman, barely having bandaged his belly, already rushed to beat his servant. "— Though, the customs and orders of the capital are unknown to me."
"- Heh-heh-heh, it's pleasant to hear and even more so to witness this. - Alsira's new
slaveservant replied to her. - If ever my kin take control of this country, know this — I won't let anyone harm you. You'll have a special privileged status with me."
"— Your words bring peace to my soul, Luciferia. One day, in a more homely setting, I would be glad to hear about your homeland. It seems not everything is as straightforward as the books claim. How did it come to pass that from a realm of blood rule you ended up in the depths of an iron anthill?"