Queen, who is pursuit to give birth to an heir to the throne.

In the grand castle of King Eadric, nestled deep within the heart of his kingdom, there was an ever-growing concern. The aged king had not been able to produced an heir to carry on his legacy, leaving the throne **** to those who sought power. His young Queen Isolde, beautiful and cunning, knew she needed to act quickly before her husband's lineage disappeared into oblivion. She decided to seek assistance, but not trusting the nobility to keep her secret.

Sad thoughts overwhelmed the mind of this beautiful woman, who had been raised in an aristocratic spirit since childhood and had long since learned that the burden of power forces one to put the interests of the reign above personal sympathies, sentiments, or philistine ideas of decency.

What she was about to do was immoral and very... very risky.

But the fate of the kingdom is at stake...

The kingdom in which Isolde had lived her entire life...

Kingdom Eborvair...

A small human state in the central part of the continent, remote from the shores of the seas and major trade routes.

There are no large cities here.

Only many small villages, a couple of towns, a majestic royal castle, and several smaller castles of royal vassals-aristocrats.

This state is isolated from the densely populated territories of the south of the continent.

Kingdom Eborvair - a state whose lands are spread out among the southern outskirts of the Mountain Range “Cyclops' Teeth”, where valuable minerals and iron ore are mined in many mines.

A kingdom whose territory has spread among coniferous forests, where brave hunters get the skins of foxes, martens and ermines.

And from all sides this kingdom is surrounded by threats...

The northern border seems to be fortified by the high mountains of “Cyclops' Teeth”. But through numerous underground passages and abandoned mines, predatory raids are sometimes carried out by warriors of numerous goblin tribes that live in the vast wild forest north of the mountains.

The forested western border is constantly under pressure from a sedentary tribal union of orcs who call themselves “Spinebreakers”. These orcs are numerous and know how to build fortified camps among the forests. The last couple of years, the attacks of the "spinebreakers" have been barely repelled, straining the forces of the royal guard, feudal detachments of the king's vassals and detachments of the peasant militia.

The southern border among the hills and steppes is also restless: many small tribes of orc nomads constantly roam here. These enemies are fast and attack quickly... Robbery raids and **** captures are common here. Swift detachments of orc riders on vile steppe wargs... This is a danger that arises again and again...

On the eastern border, the coniferous forests become denser. There are more predators here. And the further an inexperienced traveler goes to the east, the greater the chance that a dangerous swamp will appear on his way. There are many swamps here... And troll tribes also live here. The fate of those who come here is terrifying... For trolls, humans are just food.

Fortunately, the troll tribes are in a state of constant border conflict with a large human state located further to the southeast. This state is called the Triune Kingdom of Kuzos. Occasionally, a few trade caravans come from there, which briefly stay in the capital of the Kingdom of Eborvair (in a castle called "Segh-Teinarel") to buy valuable minerals and furs.

But these trade connections are irregular. After all, the route through the wilderness of the steppes and forests is too dangerous for caravans.

Of course, there is still a chance that a small trading ship will sail along the Reona River (which flows through the center of the kingdom). But this happens even less often than visits by land caravans.

So, this is the fate of the ruler of the kingdom Eborvair - a constant struggle with omnipresent threats.

There are few forces - after all, the population of the state is small.

It is necessary to use diplomacy, hire mercenary troops, carefully plan treasury expenses and filigree maintain control over the largest feudal lords, who are vassals of the king.

Isolde herself is the daughter of one of these vassals ...

Before she became queen, she lived in the castle of her father thane Marbert, the sovereign of the lands in the northwest of the kingdom.

Perhaps it is the fact that his daughter is the queen that keeps the loyalty of thane Marbert at a minimally acceptable level...

"And my father and my younger brother Natemir are probably very busy organizing the defense of the iron ore mines now... From the network of caves under the mountains, goblin squads are constantly attacking peasants and miners... It is becoming increasingly difficult to fight this..." - Isolde's thoughts about her aristocratic relatives do not bring any relief.

The other thanes are clearly disappointed with the rule of King Eadric and are less and less willing to send armed squads of their feudal militia at the next calls of the king.

Old King Eadric...

He just can't cope...

Each year he is less and less successful in maneuvering between the competing families of feudal aristocrats.

More and more losses and damage are caused by predatory raids of enemies on the borders...

Representatives of various religious cults provoke unrest and seek to strengthen their influence on the population...

And in such a situation, year after year, the king cannot ensure the presence of at least one heir!

Not a single child...

Neither male nor female...

The old king's health simply cannot conceive a child, even considering that his wife is young and healthy.

If the king suddenly dies, this will mean the end of the Teinarelid dynasty.

The dynasty of the founder of the kingdom, the legendary wandering hero Teinarel the Rockclimber, who a couple of hundred years ago built this castle on the territory liberated from terrible monsters, which became the capital of these lands, will completely "extinct".

Kingdom Eborvair will simply plunge into the chaos of a civil war. The warring families of aristocrats will "drown" these lands in blood...

And the hostile "neighbors" will be very happy to join the massacre...

Having thought it all over, the queen finally made a decision...

"I will have a child! I will do everything for this... I will even betray my husband..." - these phrases pulsated in Isolde's mind.

But who?

Who would be a worthy candidate to become the father of the future heir to the throne?

A well-intentioned subject of the king would not even be able to think about such a thing...

But Isolde is ready to do anything to achieve her goal...

Who will the Queen choose to sire her offspring?

A lowly Knight...

A stable boy...

A wandering bard...

A handsome visiting Elf noble...

A visiting ships caption...

A barbarian adventurer...

A trickster god in disguise...

A filthy drunken commoner off the streets...

The Kings cousin...

The castle blacksmith...

A loyal butler...

Her own younger brother...

A Orc Chieftain...

A Troll Chieftain...

A Goblin emissary