The world they dragged me into against my will is harsh and cruel. Here, cold and snow rule, and people survive only thanks to luxum. It’s difficult to obtain, but even harder to activate.
Only bearers of royal blood can do that, and—unfortunately, not by chance—the last princess of an ancient line happened to be me.
Now a hunt is on for me. One side wants to use me; the other craves my death.
As for me, I simply want to go home, and as I keep looking back, I hear the hunter’s breathing—his gaze stirs and breeds fear…