
by Darkstep
All I wanted in life was a nice, quiet life, you know? Guard the walls, fight a battle every few months, get married, have kids. Just a normal guard doing normal guard things. But noooo. My father had to be drinking buddies with Lord Alimnot and now I'm neck-deep in politics, nobles, assassinations, schemes and plans I can't even begin to decipher. I blame Corvin. He's always been a magnet of trouble and now I'm stuck protecting the smartass. Good thing hammers fix most problems.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Behading the Hydra | — |
| 2 | Reward for Good Work | — |