A Leshen? No, I've Turned into a Wendigo!

No one knows where this second pureblood Wendigo came from. It began when Kazdel gained a thriving woodland. Once the flames of civil war had died down, and a loyal Kazdel had been returned to the princess, the Sarkaz no longer needed to leave that war-ravaged land to wage war in search of new territory and a chance to live. Spring has returned to the land of Kazdel. Before winter arrives, the weary deserve a chance to rest. Though hatred still lingers, Sarkaz, please do not turn your swords against your king., "At last, you won this time. Kazdel can no longer let you bear the brunt of every blade, little sister.", "Has Theresa's hunting dog finally tracked me all the way from Kazdel? Tsk." "Don't flatter yourself, old red-eye.", "Come, Your Highness. The Shapeshifters have brought an invitation from Londinium. We must put an end to the dukes' rebellion there.", "Why are you still furrowing that brow of yours? Your brow bones can't even move. You don't have any facial muscles." This book contains the author's own headcanon and original ideas. It's my first novel, so please be kind. Forever a die-hard princess fan!