En cours de chargement...
"Now if you'll excuse me, " Mel grabbed the lady, gently reached and kissed her on the lips. "Shall we?"She smiled. "Sure. But I like it rough, I'll have you know." Her wings spread, she stood there comfortably. The wings acted as stabilizers. Not to mention her feet, or rather her claws grasped quite tightly at the damn branch.//With nothing left in Ectrand, Mel leaves the capital city, hoping to leave the country and maybe gain adequate wealth and influence so he could someday ask for the princess's hand in marriage.
Near the northern border, however, Mel hears about a Harpy terrorizing the city and... tries to see if he could really not forget about the princess after all....
