Literature
Mistress: Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Midgard
London, England
You were roaming the streets of London, you thought this place you were in was so strange, no one was dressed in armor or carrying swords. People that walked passed you looked at you strangely, you walked into the middle of the street, cars honked and stopped feet away from you, people got out of their cars screaming at you.
“Get off the bloody road!” A man shouted at you, “Were you born in the bloody sticks you arsehole!” HE shouted.
You looked at him curiously, you took out you’re sword and placed it on the side of his neck, “You dare threaten the princes
