Creating empires is like learning to ride a bicycle—hard only at the beginning. I’ve been reborn in the body of a disgraced boyar who escaped execution. Give me a group of beggars, and I’ll turn them into a powerful clan. Give me a deserted village, and I’ll build a fortress out of it. Give me a magical lady-in-waiting, and I’ll find a use for her. But time is short.
The creatures I fought in my world have invaded here too. And only I know how to defeat them.