I have not read such a piece of overly glorified, self-serving, Mary Sue self-insert, garbage in SUCH a long time. If I had even a MODICUM of self respect, I would have DNFed by page 100. But alas, I hate myself, so here we are.

FMC is so painfully Mary Sue; so naive but SO SMART according to literally everyone else. She so cool, and loved by everyone (oh but her literally family loves her in abusive/obsessive ways, because what heroine could possible have a stable family life??!?!?!), and probably costs a shit-ton of money to keep her since she's losing jewelled hairpins every three paragraphs. The only way to make her SO RELATABLE is to give her an OBVIOUS handicap, so lol make her lose the use of one hand!!! DOESN'T STOP HER ANYWAY.

MMC is just. . . idk; someone has a redhead fetish and I will leave it at that.

Romance? You mean trauma-bond.

But the prose is wonky as fuck, randomly placed paragraphs that go on for a full page describing scenery/rooms/areas - in the middle of actions scenes, even!! -  to idk, show off how much author knows about history/anthropology of the era; the dragon montage mini chapters; the fact that the dragon is literally referred to as she/her and by her FULL NAME IN FRYDA'S AND BEOWULF'S POV CHAPTERS LIKE HOW DO THESE BITCHES KNOW A DRAGONS GENDER AND NAME FROM A GLANCE?

I need a stiff drink. Thank you for coming.