Armon Da’at is a general of dragons and a fighter against beings from other worlds. I am a person from another world, and… his accidental wife. He’s used to the fact that every word of his is obeyed without question. But I ran away right before our wedding night. He wasn’t supposed to find me at the Academy of Magic at the edge of the world—but it was his enormous brute of a body descending from the sky onto me. Looks like my song is over… or maybe not?