Dear father,

These past for days have opened my eyes to many things you locked me away from.

I have learned the lessons you never intended me to learn, and seen the secrets of your reaping ways.

I would like to think you never met to do such things to innocents, but I am not sure whether this is a sign of your bruised heart or the person behind your merciless mask.

I figured you may not think of my words as much but it is worth a letter, at least an attempt.

I do hope you understand my plead for freedom, that running away was not for my own selfish desire or love, but for the safety of the people I will rule when I return.

Your heart may be stone but I hope someday you will realize I am not just a crown to pass on, but your daughter whom is different from you or mother.

Even though you have betrayed me in several ways, I still love you father. But I can no longer watch you destroy yourself.

Bright in the morning we headed to the gates, surprisingly there were many people trying to get into the kingdom, several pleading for mercy and plenty wanting a second chance. From a distance you could see the guards snickering as they tossing people to the side and told them: go somewhere else. Its' quiet a heartbreaking sight.

Finally I can see what Ichigo meant: it's not easy getting into Soul Society. It seems nearly impossible.

They barely let normal people in, there's no way they'll let me inside. I'm a royal from another kingdom, a kingdom known for their royal's blood, abilities and strong army. There's no way.

As we moved closer to the gates my nerves began to jump, even with Ichigo and the secret force with me, I'm still nervous.

"Rukia" glancing over to Ichigo I noticed the many citizens sitting on the side of the road, thinking about where they should go.

'I can't have my family live in the forest, its' dangerous'

'Maybe we can go to Kuchiki kingdom, they aren't that far away. My aunt lives there, maybe she will take me in'.

'I heard Kuchiki kingdom can take more people'.

'Maybe I can get my family inside, I can manage on my own in the forest'.

'What are we going to do about the children?'

'This is bad. I can't even get a place to live, let alone get a job—'

"Kuchiki-sama" Tatsuki shook my shoulders softly. The swarming thoughts of outsiders died down as I looked over. "What is the matter, princess?" she whispered.

I bowed my head as I thought about the innocent panicking. Do all the people who come to my kingdom think the same? What happens to those who were rejected? Do we even reject citizens? Where do they go?

How can I be queen if I don't even know where wanderers go when they arrive? I should know everything about my kingdom.

Wait, does Renji even know anything about the kingdom? Does he know about our markets? Trades? Specialties? Traditions'?

If he does… then, he knows my land more than I.

I only know what my mother taught me: economy, traditions, trades, holidays, marriage rules, housing, farming and a few other things. Once she passed, my father never told me anything. Momo wouldn't tell me a thing about my villagers or the stocks. I was kept out of the loop.

"Ichigo, you need to snap her out of it or else she will freeze everyone", Tatsuki growled as she looked around the area.

I'm not fit for ruling…. I don't know anything about my land, I know sometimes but that's pretty much it. What would my grandmother say about this? Even my mother or grandfather. They would be disgraced.

A queen is to know everything about their land, and their villagers. I do not. Why?

Why did my father keep it a secret? Is there something in our roots that he doesn't want me to know?

Perhaps we steal things from other kingdom that have crumbled because of our army, even beg other kings for revenue or financial aid. Is Kuchiki kingdom really that great?

"Stop thinking about these things! A ruler with no knowledge can be fixed with books! But a ruler with no heart cannot! Stop it, Rukia! You must be strong! You must save your kingdom!" it's that voice again. The same voice I heard before fleeing the kingdom.

Stumbling back I bummed into Ichigo and glanced over to Tatsuki. "Did any of you think that?" I questioned only making their faces twist in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Tatsuki pushed.

I looked up to the blacksmith and thought about the demanding words.

That voice…. It sounds familiar.

"Did you just think that, Ichigo?" I searched his eyes for the answer but his thoughts wandered with: I have no idea what she's talking about.

Who was it? Who's that voice in my head?

"No more day-dreaming, Midget" Ichigo sighed.

Quickly I elbowed the blacksmith in the stomach making him double-over and groan in pain. "Oh, what a shame, Blacksmith" with an elegant and pitched voice I looked down at Ichigo. "It seems as though you have suddenly became injured. What a shame, I suppose we will have to leave you out here for the wolves".

"What was that for?" he growled.

"Do not call me: midget", it's enough I'm nervous about getting into the kingdom.

Ichigo didn't say anything after but the line kept moving forward. When we were finally second in line, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach and the anxiety in my throat, I wanted to vomit.

What if they deny me? Where am I going to go?

I can't go home, my father will immediately have me wedded.

If I went to other kingdom's I know they'd deny my request for assistance. Everyone is too afraid of my kingdom and father. They'd never get far enough to touch our land, let alone get to the castle.

Soul Society is my only real hope.

When the guard yelled: "Next", my heart started to pound and fingers tinkling as cold flakes formed. Ichigo noticed quickly and grabbed my hand to prevent the guards from seeing my abilities.

My eyes filled with a familiar picture: tall, strong jaw, dark blue eyes, shaggy black hair and tanned skin. It was Ichigo just with blue eyes and black hair, he reminds me of that boy from my vison or memory.

Tatsuki walked by the knight as he nodded to the group. I noticed the way they flashed their shoulders where a tattoo sat with the royal cross.

I know the marking since my mother taught me about it: it's meant for loyalty and respect. In our kingdom they are given to the knights who have shown their bravery in battle, and the king recognizes their strengths and loyalty. Most men with the mark are given a higher ranking than knight, most a general stance or head of something. I know Aizen has one, along with our head archer.

"Welcome back, Ichigo" he smiled with his hand on Zangustu's nose. "How was your travels?"

"It was fine", Ichigo replied.

The knight nodded before he looked over to me. "Who is this? A gift from King Kuchiki for the rings?" as he got closer I felt the sweat drip down my cheek.

"Not exactly brother", Ichigo sighed.

He stood back with his eyes on me. "What is her business here?"

Ichigo nudged me slightly and I stepped forward with a bow. "I wish to speak to your king. I seek aid from your forces to defend my land", I could hear my voice shaking as I looked down at the ground. My father would be disgraced if he knew I was bowing to someone lower than me.

"Name and kingdom" he ordered.

Dammit!

"…Kuchiki Rukia" I closed my eyes tightly as people around me stepped back. Fist tight to my side and palms sweating I continued: "Princess of Kuchiki kingdom".

The knight didn't move but I could hear the sounds of chains rattling from behind him. I stood quickly to see several other knights carrying chains for my capture. "I mean no harm!" I shouted as they throw chains around my wrist and then on Ichigo. "He has nothing to do with this!" I tried but they ignored.

"Brother, what is the meaning of this?" the blacksmith looked at his shocked brother as he stood with his eyes wide. "Kaien!"

"I cannot stop them, this is the kings orders" his brother stepped forward.

"What orders?" Ichigo struggled against the knights as I watched the two.

Kaien looked over to me with a serious eye. "The princess of Kuchiki kingdom is to not be allowed inside these gates, unless authorized by him. If there is anyone involved with her, there will be punishment" his mono-tone voice gave me the chills.

"What have I done to have such terms pressed against me?" I questioned as I struggled with the men. "I have not done any harm, dear knights" I tired.

"That is fabled" one of the men snickered as they dragged me into the gates roughly. "Most of our population have been forced here by you", they finished as the line of people became smaller and the chains rattling filled my ears.

They're right, what was I thinking?

I can't just walk into a kingdom filled with my victims and think I'm going to be accepted. Everyone here probably wants me dead, not the mention the royals who are living here to stay away from me. I ruined families, lives, futures and histories. How could I just waltz in here and expect help or consideration. I must be nuts to think, they'd allow me to even step foot through those gates.

The knights tug on my chains roughly tossing me forward and creating a large cloud of dust. I grunted as stones cut my knees, hands, elbows and stomach. I feel like I'm a low life dog.

"Hey!" hearing Ichigo yell at the guards, I went to stand but they pulled the chains once more to pull me on my stomach. "Stop this!" he screamed but they wouldn't stop and kept dragging me through the dirt.

The dust began to settle and I looked up from the ground to see a knight crouching down with a creepy grin. "Princess Kuchiki: feared by many kings, knights, kingdoms and more. Now she is down, on the ground and chained like an animal. Is life too hard for you now?" he laughed before spiting next to me. "Do you need a hand princess—"

"No, I can manage on my own" slowly coming to my feet I moaned from the pain my cuts and took a heavy breath. "Is that all you got?" I muttered to the knight.

My feet never felt so heavy, it was almost like there were a thousand stones sitting in my boots, weighting my body down. Each step felt like more rocks were jumping into my shoes and my lungs burned from the dust. Shallow blood trickling through my clothes and scars on my cheeks; exhaustion and worthless are the perfect words to describe the way I feel.

While we passed through a small village I looked over to the people: laughing, playing, and going on like a happy family. Everyone seems like a happy family.

A smile graced my lips as I watched the villagers in their little happy paradise.

I was once like that, when my mother still breathed and father wasn't a mad man, I still remember that perfect day, that one happy and perfect day when I was young.

The kingdom was filled with joy and music for the day: the first day of summer.

Celebrating with parties, cropping and dancing; the village was alive. Not to mention the screaming joy coming from the castle: maids were swirling around with a knight, horses running free in the fields and the royals in the garden.

For once the king was home with his wife and daughter, it's a rare occasion.

"My dear lady Rukia", the king bowed to the little girl in her white spring dress. "May I have this dance? I know I am nothing for your grace and beauty, but would you do the pleasure of dancing with your old and aging father?"

The princess giggled as she placed her hand in her fathers, he pulled her through the air and swirled her around like a goddess.

Hisana watched from the sideline: bright smile and cheeks tickled pink from laughing. Laying on the blanket she watched her husband and daughter dance, it was more like her husband goof around while her daughter tried to dance normally without laughing.

Byakuya swirled the little girl around as she laughed with joy, picked her up in his arms and rocked her like a boat in rough waters. Her short raven locks swayed in the air as she held onto her father.

The king laughed cheerfully as he flopped down beside his wife with his daughter in arms, all three laughing together while they sat on the blanket. "You sure you are a king, papa?" Rukia giggled as her father made a twisted face.

"Why is that my dear?" he kissed her fingers before kissing his wife.

"Because, you seem more like a joker" Rukia squealed as her mother tickled her neck.

"Now, now Rukia!" her mother laughed. "I cannot marry such a stick-in-the-mud and not have a laugh or two. Who do you take me for, daughter?"

"Stick-in-the-mud?" Byakuya questioned as he placed the princess on the blanket.

"Indeed, extremely deep in the mud!" Hisana shouted as he jumped to his feet and went to chasing her. "Byakuya!" she laughed as he chased her through the garden bushes filled with roses.

Rukia laid down on the blanket and looked up to the sky filled with birds, bee's and clouds. The day is warm and the sun is brighter than candle light. It's a perfect summer day.

Both parents laid next to her and turned quickly before planting a kiss on both her cheeks. "Mama! Papa!" she squealed into the summer.

A tear ran down my cheek as the memory faded into the shadow of the castle.

I miss those days, when my father and mother were happy, now it's a nightmare.

"Do not be so sad princess, the king may pick something less painful than be-heading" the knight chuckled as we entered the palace.

Walls painted white with gold trim, and statues of pervious captains. Floors clean enough to see your own reflection and made of the finest marble.

Soul Society put the rumors to shame but it's nothing compared to the things I was raised around. I'm used to this kind of space and the beautiful maids who waltzed around with feather dusters.

My father would smirk if he walked into this palace, laugh at the knights standing near the windows and their well-polished armor. In his mind: well-polished armor meant free-time and less battles, he'd assume these men were weak and didn't belong in a royal's presence. Then again I shouldn't think about my father and his choice in protectors', he did chose Aizen as his head-knight and Renji as my suitor. His judgment is far from adequate.

Even though my fathers' judgment is off, his manners were to par. If knights acted in such a manner they would be lowered down to something more suited for their behavior, maybe stable boy. In our mind people deserve some respect even if they are criminals, for all they know it's their last day, might as well have some good memories of the castle.

There's nothing good when it comes to Soul Society, I just think about the ill-mannered knights and being dragged like a dog. And the treatment doesn't get any better.

The knights tossed me into the middle of the room while the others dragged the blacksmith to a corner, probably to watch my execution.

I glanced over to the bright-haired man, his face streaked with anger and worry as I awaited the king. There's probably a slim chance the king will understand my position but I have to try, if I don't then all of this was for nothing and I'm a bigger failure than Renji thought.

Mother would never approve if I gave-up on this goal; she worked so hard for our kingdom, every last drop of her existence was put into the land, I can't just give up.

But, I wish I never dragged an innocence into this quarrel, Ichigo had nothing to do with my kingdom. Now he's being punished for my actions, there is no justice in this behavior. If I cannot save myself, I might as well save him from death; there is much more out there for the blacksmith: he's to wed a woman who's probably waiting for him to return, he has a family in this village and probably a bright future. I can't have that go to waste.

I awaited the king to arrive with my head to the floor and chains rattling with my breath. Where is he?

Looking around I noticed the guards standing still and then the door's opened making my eyes go towards the presence.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto: known as the king of Soul Society. He's appearance is quiet elderly but never let looks deceive the eye; he's a danger man, one who can wield flames of hell and bring the dead back from the grave, that's what father would tell his knights who travels to this land. I've heard there is no mercy in his bones and his heart is filled with rotting corpses. Older than the land itself, he is enchanted by different magic's… some say: he was cursed as an infant.

I watched him closely through my bangs: his long white bread swayed as he wobbled to his throne, wrinkled face similar to crunched up paper, and robs of pure white with the marking of the Captains.

He is nothing less than I expected, but I never imagined him with a wooden cane. I thought he would have a golden cane like other royals but I was wrong, his is wooden, but why?

"What is it you bother me with today, Knights?" he sounds like grandfather: brittle, wise and firm.

"A woman from the gates wishing to speak with you, she has claimed to be: the princess of Kuchiki kingdom", a knight informed as they stepped forwards.

Claimed? You do not believe me? That's absurd.

The king nodded as he looked over to me with his dark eyes. "I believe that is out of context, the princess of Kuchiki kingdom would never come to this land to speak with someone as weak as me".

"I believe you are in no area to speak such non-sense, King Genryūsai" we have never met, he doesn't not know me, he only knows my father.

"What is this non-sense I speak of woman? I last heard you were claiming to be a royal woman who is to marry a man soon, one who has destroyed kingdoms and royal families within moments. I believe you have more non-sense than I", so that's why I'm so dangerous? My past is something that crafted the kings' mind and forced him to make such a stature? Pitiful.

"Non-sense? Have you ever really met the princess of Kuchiki kingdom, King Genryūsai?" the room went silent as glanced up to the elderly man.

Knights looked to one other as they whispered about the question, the king silent as he stared down at me with his cane tightly in his grasps. "I have not".

A gasp filled the room for his words and I smirked wildly. "Well then, that is quiet the statement" I sighed as I looked over to the blacksmith. "I must thank you though, your highness".

"What would you be thanking me for, woman?" his eyes went to the corner. When he saw Ichigo his eyes widened and he stood from his throne. "Kurosaki Ichigo, you have returned".

"Yes he has", I stood slowly and flipped my hair back to look at the king with respect. "He returned with me".

"Bow to the king, peasant!" a knight shrieked from behind, with a quick lash of a whip I was back on my knees.

"Stop it already!" Ichigo yelled as he broke from the knights.

The burning sensation in my back was worse than blades, it felt like my skin was tarring from my body. I wished to scream but couldn't, I didn't want to seem weak in the presence of the king. When ice covered my hands I blinked rapidly and felt the cold shatters covering my knees; what is going on?

Ichigo rushed to my side and grabbed me into his arms. "My lord, please believe her! This is the princess of Kuchiki kingdom!" he demanded. Once his hand touched my back I felt the warmth of the mark vanish and the wound begin to heal.

The king pressed his lips together tightly as he looked at the blacksmith, I looked up to Ichigo to notice the darkness in his eyes and the whirling mist coming from his hands. It was exactly like the magic I saw in my memories.

It's beautiful like swirling snow but black to the touch. I wanted to touch it like I had before, I wanted to feel the warmth and comfort of this magic that I craved for as a child; I needed to feel this.

I placed my hand on his and the ice slowly shatter, turning into a white mist it blended with the black. A warm and calming feeling rushed over my soul as I looked up to Ichigo as his eyes amber eyes came back from the darkness.

"Captain Suì-Fēng", the king called out. A woman dressed in a long white robs marked with ancient symbols of secret magic, appeared beside the king with her head bowed. "Yes, my lord?" she answered with her short hair and tanned skin. She reminded me of Tatsuki with her attire and the slimness of her body told me she worked hard. "Please fetch the reader from the village and order your man to bring up some of the criminals.

I must…" he trailed off as his eyes landed on me. "Test this woman".

She nodded before vanishing like dust.

I looked over to Ichigo as he held his breath: "What does he mean by 'test'?" I whispered. He firmly looked down into my violent orbs and sighed. "It is something that is done to knights, it is used to see if they have the bravery to serve the king and to protect the land", it's a knight ship? "They release the criminals into a single room with one individual. To prove their strength they must kill the criminals and win the fight, it is the only moment they have the right to speak to the king as an equal" he explained.

"Knight's, please bring the blacksmith to my throne. I wish to see this fight with only the woman and not he, I am well aware of his capabilities", he ordered.

"But, my lord! She is only a woman!" he shouted.

"I can certainly handle myself, blacksmith" I growled with a glare.

"Still, this is more than just three men. This is the entire group of prisoners" he tired.

The king sat at his throne as the knights fought with Ichigo. His eyes were blank as watched the man struggle. "Blacksmith, I wish you to follow my orders" Ichigo stopped and listened closely. "If this woman is truly the princess of Kuchiki kingdom, then she shall have no issue in this battle and I shall believe her words", Genryūsai said with his eyes on me. "You see woman, I have never personally met the princess of Kuchiki land, but I have seen her fight a war" he looked around to his knights. "My man were scarred by her abilities, many did not make it through our journey".

What is he talking about? I have never fought Soul Society.

"It happened over twelve-years-ago, when there was kingdom with a prince who was to marry the princess. She was still a young girl and he was still young as well", his eyes looked over to roof where painted memorials of knights and captains rested. "The princess had become murderous one day and went on a spree of violence. She tore through the kingdom and killed many people with this ability which one can describe: it is beautiful like doves but deadly like the devil", he touched his bread slowly as he looked up to the ceiling, eyes covered in sorrow as he looked at his passed companions. "She was so angry, my dear. I have never seen a girl in so much pain and anger; she looked like someone had ripped her heart from her chest and she was left to wander with no one to understand", I don't remember of this.

"My kingdom was called by the royals under attack and we arrived with men, several of the best: captains, generals and myself. We were determined to help this family of royal's… sadly when we arrived there was nothing we could do, she was on a rampage with this power of ice. The village was nothing but flames and frozen corpses, it was a nightmare to see…" A chill ran through my veins as he spoke, to think I did this and I can't remember... why can't I remember? "I thought everyone was dead but the castle was never touched. We rushed to that castle with all my men and hoped we would not run into her. When we arrived… she was there in the garden, cradling the prince's body as she wept for him. I understood the rampage… she had lost her best friend to something, a horrible trick played by an unknown person", stroking his bread he stopped and closed his eyes. "That is when she noticed my men and me, there was no one to blame for the accident… hence she blamed my kingdom. She tore through my men like butter and she had my watch her kill my beloved companions". I looked to the ceiling, seeing the old painted face I felt something rushing into my stomach, it was sour but painful. I killed all those innocent people for nothing?

"I survived since her father and mother arrived, they had calmed her and in the end the princess was placed under a spell. She was to forget everything: her childhood, the pain and sorrow. Hence she forgot their death's and placed into a deep sleep. I never understood what had happened that night, but I did understand her feelings and sadness: her only friend assumed dead. It is quiet heartbreaking", he finished. "Your highness…."I squeaked as I looked forward, tears trickling down my cheeks as I looked at the elder man. "Why was she made to forget?" I wanted to know, I had to know.

He sighed as he looked over to the blacksmith. "I am not sure. The king would never tell me the reasoning and the queen was sworn to silence by her husband".

My father sworn my mother to silence? Why? Why couldn't anyone know?! Who was this friend? Why was I so mad?

The ice fogged my hands as I clenched my clothing trying to figure out the missing pieces, but there was nothing that came to mind, not a thing. I wanted to know… I want to know so badly but there is nothing but a blank sheet.

Father, why did you rob me from those memory?

Lost in thoughts and questions, I didn't heard the entrance of all the criminals until the king spoke to welcome them and explain the meaning of all this. He had told them that if they wished to be free that had to kill me. If they killed me then, they would be able to go back home in the villages and do as they please: meaning they could go back to crime and never be evicted. Such a reward would turn any man into a violent animal, even an innocent man. But, by the looks of the men around me they weren't innocent: they are dirty and criminalized. You could smell the stories of their imprisonment on their clothing.

I stood looking at the large group of men, all of them smiling widely like they know they'll win. Even though my mind is clouded with different questions on my past, I need to live and find out the truth, I had to be there for my kingdom and get the trust of this king. I needed to show him that I am who I "claim" to be. I have to show them, I am Kuchiki Rukia: the princess of Kuchiki kingdom.

"This is going to be easy!" one of them laughed as knights wheeled out a board of weapons. I watched as they ran to the board and picked their favorites: swords, wood pieces with nails, large mallets and hammers. There weren't many unusual weapons.

"I can feel the little children all over me, right now" I cringed when one prison laughed for that comment. It seems Soul Society does have the worse criminals: child rapist, rapist, murderers, thrives, and more. They are disgusting creatures, they reminded me of Renji and his thoughts: "I have bedded many woman before you, princess". His sick laughed engraved in my skull as they circled around me.

"Pick a weapon" a criminal mocked as they looked at me.

"Does not matter, you shall die anyways" they laughed.

"We shall see you filthy creatures", I walked over to the board and picked an item: a pin. They laughed and joked about my weapon of choice but the king became engorged in curiosity.

"Begin!" Genryūsai shouted. As the rush of criminals came towards me I stood still before pricking my finger with the small pin.

A tiny drop of blood landed on the floor as my body glowed white with ice, many men stopped as my body slowly vanished. When the group collided the rest of my form turned into snow and flew through the air.

I looked around the room and settled on a ledge near the ceiling where the snowflakes gathered. I sat on the edge and looked down at the king as he stood from his throne and looked at the blacksmith. "It is her! Why is she here?" I heard the king screaming as he looked over the room.

My eyes went to Ichigo as he sat still next to the throne as the knights scrambled to look for me. 'Ichigo, looks so calm right now' I thought as he smirked and looked up. When our eyes met I froze. Did he hear that?

'The short and their love of being tall' I heard him chuckle before looking back to the baffled criminals.

'Baka!' I huffed before taking the pin pricking the tips of my fingers.

I took in a deep breath as I looked down at the men, they seemed frantic, such fear made me smile slightly as sparkling snow whipped from my fingers. The rush of cold air coming from my fingers blew my body back into snowflakes and brought me to the ground.

My drops of blood slowly touched the ground, turning the marble to a death trap. The ice travelled through the room and the prisoners looked to the ground as their feet stuck to the beautiful white surface. "What is this?!" they screamed as their shoes began to crack under the cold beauty. I walked over the ice and giggled as they swung their weapons onto the ice, instantly shattering them to pieces.

The swirling snow in my palm thickened as I watched the criminals grow even more frantic, some trying to kill themselves with others weapons, painting the ice with red. The ice traveled from their shoes to their legs, many went to grab their frozen limbs but their hands stuck to the ice and slowly froze. Until they were completely ice, I watched them crack and shatter into pieces and their companions screaming for mercy.

"Princess Kuchiki!" the king shouted as he listened to the prisoners. He wanted this… he wanted to see my abilities, he should enjoy this, right? It's not every day you get to see such magic.

The swirl building in my hand grew to a skin-ripping wind and quickly I placed my palm on the ice letting the whirls leave my hand, and travel through the ice. All seemed calm as they iced floor began to melt and the magic was absorbed into the prisoners flesh. Many thought it was over, even the king. I watched the elderly man looked around the criminals thinking its' over, that's I let them live but he was wrong. Within seconds one of the men howled as is body was impelled by several daggers of ice coming from inside his body. They tore his flesh and blood covered the floor, slowly the corpse turned to ice and he vanished like dust. The survivors became the worse as ice stuck through their bodies and they turned into ice quickly.

I walked into the middle of the room as the man stared at the king with horror filled eyes. "My lord…" he whispered as I stepped beside him. "Please…." He pleaded. I placed a hand on his shoulders and looked him in the eye.

"What did you do?" I questioned.

He shook in fear as he stared into my bright eyes. "I-I-I…I raped a child" he finished.

I would have saved him but with such a crime I couldn't. An innocent child raped by such a man, he deserves death in my opinion. "Tell the devil, I say hello" I whispered into his ear as his flesh turned to ice.

The king stared with wide eyes as his Captain appeared with a woman, they didn't say a word as their king stood in horror. "….Princess…" he whispered in a shaken tone.

"King Genryūsai", I bowed slowly. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you".

That's chapter ten!

Bandits of Ice means: Bandits of Ice.

What do you think will happen next chapter?

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