A Girl in Another World

It felt strange to be up here, sitting on the back of a monstrous white wolf on the cliff's edge while gazing down at the tens of thousands of soldiers down below. Norsewood's warriors were joined by the Snow, Wood, and Valley Elves, Mountain Dwarves, and One-Horn Demons. Far across the horizon on the opposite side was the enemy invading our land, the soldiers who were once my husband's ally from Athol, a country my husband once loved and served. It was hard to imagine that I'd be here, aiding my beloved husband, the man known as the infamous, cold-blooded warrior Lord Aldric Templeton, Earl of Norsewood, now the Ruler of Blackfield. Because really, not long ago, I was back on Earth, very much alive and kicking and going about my day, looking forward to the next phase in my life, looking forward to starting a new job as a research scientist working in one of the biggest medical research companies in the world. But apparently, life had the knack at giving you an unexpected twist when you least expected it. Aldric, beside me and sitting on another monstrous white wolf, shouted, "Hellfire!" Immediately, a gust of wind swirled, and materializing out of thin air was a behemoth of a dragon, hovering above the air.