The magical wars have thundered to an end, leaving the world on the brink of disappearance. For now, Queen Lisver manages to hold back the rampage of the elements with the help of a dynastic artifact, but her power isn’t infinite. Far relatives are preparing to fight for the throne, because her Majesty has no direct heirs… or does she?
And what part does that leave me, a penniless transplant with no lineage or ties, who naively believes she has everything arranged conveniently for herself?