Yes, it’s not easy to be a warrior nicknamed Annuil the Bloody. When you appear, men either cower in fear—and that’s the majority of them—or treat you as a sexless creature. Of course, it is true that Annwil deftly and tirelessly chops off the heads of his ruthless brother's legions of soldiers, but for the sake of a change it would be nice to talk to a man. For example, with the likes of Fergus the Destroyer. It's just a shame that Fergus is a dragon. A huge, scaly and deadly dragon. With the dragon, Annwil feels safe... and she feels completely different about the arrogant knight Fergus with a magnificent body, who helps prepare for battle. He excites her. Annwil's days are spent fighting with a man who fills her entire being with wild, intoxicating desire, and her nights are spent in the company of a magical creature capable of destroying an entire village with one breath. Annwil is sure that life cannot get any stranger. Looks like she's wrong...