Ysara Vorhn.
Widowed Queen of the Kingdom of the Burning Ice.
The expert most likely to become the kingdom's next Sixth-Stage Ancestor.
With over five hundred years of battles fought and honorable victories to her name, she was one of the few true Sword Masters on the entire continent.
Her swordsmanship surpassed even that of many who had already reached the sixth stage.
A woman of singular beauty, desired by countless men over the centuries, and yet none of them had ever managed to so much as brush their fingertips against her skin.
And there she was now, kneeling before Ethan Goldenveil, a "mere" third-stage Awakened whom she herself had once cradled in her arms as a baby—the very same boy who had once suckled from her own breasts.
Now it was her turn to suckle, but certainly not at his breast.
Ethan had already brought Amelia to her knees beside Ysara, and his mom's eyes watched, half-mesmerized, as her closest friend sucked her son's cock with devotion.
