For two thousand years, demons and humans waged war against each other. Twenty-five years ago, that all changed. Now two demon princesses must navigate a world that's been forever altered - and yet they'll soon find that far too much of it remains the same.

This is the story of Mikaela, and Charlotte, twin princesses (born to the protagonists of Demon Queened), forced to become adventurers as a rite of passage. In theory, it'll be easy! They're literally demi-gods after all. It's not like anything can hurt them... but will it really be so simple for two pampered princesses to live the life of adventurers?

From prejudiced humans to old demonic grudges, hidden villages, romance and potential heartbreak, the girls will soon find that there's a lot more to life than they realized.

This is a sequel to Demon Queened, but I'll do my best to make sure you don't need to read the original to make sense of it. I still recommend the original - it was a good series, in my opinion! - but reading it shouldn't be a necessity.

Chapter 54: Fire Beneath the Snow

The mountain air was crisp and still, biting at her cheeks with a sharp, clean cold that seemed to seep through every layer. Icicles hung from the eaves, glittering like tiny daggers, and the peaks above were lost in a pale veil of drifting snow.

Matty Caff Comics are created by me. Each comic is a stand alone mini story. I only use AI to create the image I imagine first. 95% of making the comic is manual. The comics range from complete fantasy to absolutely true stories from my past.

Comment if you like them, would like me to create your ideas, or even constructive criticism. But I have to admit I'm a bit disappointed by the lack of comments after over 470 posted comics.

“Try not to give anyone a silhouette view.”

Ethan Martin and his mother live a simple life in a small Southern town... with a twist: She makes dresses to pay the bills and he helps out as best he can.
 

Matty Caff Comics are created by me. Each comic is a stand alone mini story. I only use AI to create the image I imagine first. 95% of making the comic is manual. The comics range from complete fantasy to absolutely true stories from my past.

Comment if you like them, would like me to create your ideas, or even constructive criticism. But I have to admit I'm a bit disappointed by the lack of comments after over 470 posted comics.

Ethan Martin and his mother live a simple life in a small Southern town... with a twist: She makes dresses to pay the bills and he helps out as best he can.
 

“Emily” goes on a date with the scariest guy in town. How will it end?
 

It did not take a lot of persuasion for Trish to accept Dido’s offer to share her home for the remainder of their time as students. Now that Trish knew all about Dido’s very chequered history and they had the beginnings of a relationship that was turning out to be more than just good friends, all the awkwardness of the first year between them was a thing of the past.

Matty Caff Comics are created by me. Each comic is a stand alone mini story. I only use AI to create the image I imagine first. 95% of making the comic is manual. The comics range from complete fantasy to absolutely true stories from my past.

Comment if you like them, would like me to create your ideas, or even constructive criticism. But I have to admit I'm a bit disappointed by the lack of comments after over 470 posted comics.

The bruised sky had bled into a deep, inky black, but the sliver of light Melanie had offered me still glowed, a warm ember in the cavern of my chest. Nationals. My heart thrummed a new rhythm against my ribs, a chaotic samba of fear and exhilaration.

Morning brought with it a crisp chill, but the air in my room felt charged, electric. I peeled off the nightgown, a strange reluctance clinging to my fingers. For a moment, I stood before the mirror, just Michael, pale and unremarkable. Then, a new impulse took hold.

Chapter 6

I must have been exhausted from the day, as I slept well until I woke needing a pee. It took me a while to get out of bed, as the nightie had become twisted around my legs, but I managed to get into the bathroom without exploding. I sat on the seat in an automatic movement, even though I wasn’t wearing the special pants. Margaret came in from the other door as I was finishing.

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