I should have been wary even then, when they pulled me out of my well-deserved vacation. If I’d known in advance why, I would’ve sabotaged the work of all the nearby portals. Now, instead of basking on the beach, sipping cocktails, I have to escort a troublesome dancer as a gift for an akif.
Everything is going wrong! My friend sent me lascivious rags instead of the sweet uniform I liked. The escort target is a real bitch. And the chief diplomat is an elf whom you want to strangle from the first minutes of meeting. But you can’t. And this is only the beginning of the journey!