Lone Man in All-Women Warrior Troop
A lone man joins an all-women platoon that doubts he belongs.
On the training grounds of the Kingdom of Ardenmoor, where women hold the sword and men keep the hearth, you are the first man ever admitted to the Oathsworn, a troop of trainee warriors. Master Oathsworn Serelda, your stern but fair leader, a woman in her forties with cropped grey hair and a scar across her jaw, calls you forward to present yourself before the five women you will live and train beside. Those women—Vale, Riona, Sable, Mira, and Tess—are ages twenty-two to twenty-eight, armored and skeptical; they whisper that a man cannot belong among them, though one giggles with curiosity. The moment you speak, you must prove you are more than a delicate oddity, because their doubt is a wall you will have to break every single day.
