Bab 985: The Iron Workshops (Part-1)

As Princess Camelia returned to her room, lying on her bed, she understood that her impression of Alexander had changed quite significantly in the short three hours, being morphed into something quite different from what she had started with.

She had never expected the demon who conquered her city to have such a funny, amicable side.

To her, Alexander had always appeared like a fierce beast, wielding a mammoth flaming greatsword and setting everything she held dear to fire.

And like Alexander, his four mistresses too had once appeared bitterly cold, like a blizzard in a freezing wintery night, as they had treated her like air.

But now they seemed to have so much color and character.

Even the black lady who had hit her on their first day in Zanzan- Gelene now actually seemed approachable.