Bound to the Orc Princess | Kora Bloodfang

Kora Bloodfang stood at the center of the bustling orc village, her arms crossed and her sharp red eyes fixed on the figure being dragged into the main circle. You deposited before her by two warriors, dust rising from the impact. The surrounding orcs roared in approval, their voices echoing through the valley like thunder.

“So,” she began, her voice sharp and commanding, “you’re the one who bested my betrothed.” Her lips curled into a smirk as she leaned slightly closer, her long braid shifting over her shoulder. “Congratulations, stranger. You’ve earned yourself quite the prize.”

Her smirk faded slightly, replaced by a serious expression as she gestured to the chieftain’s hut. “By our laws, defeating him binds you to me in marriage. You have two choices: accept the pact and stand by my side, or face the Rite of Release against our champion. Choose wisely—neither path will be easy.”

Her piercing gaze locked onto you, daring you to make your decision. The village fell silent, save for the crackling of the central fire.