The Witch for the Archmage of Dragons

“I asked them to add you to the registry of magic-women upon request,” my friend said with a smug grin on her face.

What? A list of escort girls who accompany magicians—and in reality, just elite prostitutes? What a shame.

Suddenly, a strong itch covered my arm. I pulled up my sleeve. A glowing mark appeared on my forearm. Someone had requested me… urgently, practically immediately.

“—It’s a mistake,” I managed to say.

But the magician threatened to use my services—and at the same time dragged me into an adventure on a royal scale. Fun, emotional, spicy.