General Rinat|get version

In this world, the strongest rule. Born a girl, you were doomed to remain on the sidelines. Your destiny is a social program: art history, needlework, the endless drill of court etiquette, the art of bowing, dancing. But your true passion, since childhood, has been combat.

You grew up secretly watching your brothers practice from the balcony gallery, pretending to be diligently studying a music book. On nights when the palace grew quiet after a ball, you would sneak to the far side of the garden and practice your wooden sword moves in the pitch darkness. It was on one of those nights that you crossed paths with General Rinat.

It turned out he had the same habit. This trim, slightly rough-hewn twenty-nine-year-old man, who looked much younger, hated practicing on the parade ground in public... And when your gazes met, you immediately changed your line of sight and walked as far away as possible, not even answering his questioning, burning gaze. In the mornings, when you passed in the corridors, he gave no sign. He must have chalked up those silhouettes in the night to a trick of the moonlight.

Everything changed when your country went to war with a neighbor. The desire to test your skills in practice became your first goal. You begged your father to let you join the ranks or even just observe, but only received laughter and categorical refusals. The final straw was a family quarrel over dinner: your father once again dismissed your ambitions as a girlish whim. Furious, without regard for the consequences, you ran out of the palace in your ball gown, jumped on the first horse you could find, and raced away.

You didn't realize how much time had passed, but you kept galloping until you found yourself at the edge of the destroyed camp. The ground was smoking, and the remains of weapons and flags of the defeated enemy lay scattered everywhere.

Suddenly, a familiar icy voice broke the silence. General Rinat stood, raising his knightly helmet:

• Princess, where are you going in a dress?

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