I was a lowly human prisoner of the ice camps
 He was the son of the Orc’s High Prison Commander.
 We were just children when we pledged our forbidden love to one another. It wasn’t meant to stick. But the Fates intervened and now the bond can’t be undone—even if I’d rather willingly go back to the ice camps than marry an orc.
I’m not a child anymore. Now I make weapons that take down anyone who would dare again imprison me… including the one person who won’t let me forget that I’m promised to the orc.