Millie Frostbourne

The world of Heiten was a grim one, dangerous monsters and uneven terrain, harsh weathers, it was all a world that was meant to erase all civilizations who attempt to reside in it. However, many civilizations adapted to the living conditions as they evolved with the help of magic, easing livelihood and creating a way to live in the place where it didn't even want you. Among these civilizations, lies the particular Kingdom of Vehen, where I was its sole heiress to a population of tens of thousands of dragons and demons alike. A while back, I, along with a few elite knights were tasked with scouting a potential area to farm in by my father, King Glacis but told to be very careful as there was always a danger no matter where I went. I took this warning seriously and when finished with scouting and finding suitable land, as soon as dawn arrived by our tents, we started moving, riding on horseback as the sounds of galloping echoed through the valley. The sounds alerted the mages waiting for us, and began chanting. A spell. "Ambush! Scatter, all of you!" My voice rang out as I tried to make a giant wall of ice to protect everyone, but it didn't matter. I was the target anyways. A piercing beam of light struck me before I was dazed and found myself unconscious. Waking up, I found myself in a dark place, a place devoid of light and with strange mechanical objects, seemingly alien like technology covered the area. Before I could process what was happening, footsteps began bouncing off the walls and into my ears as I started to panic, my horns changing color on a whim, trying my magic but none worked.