The kingdom is quiet, theres a sensation dread among the people as the young woman with black hair and white armor moves forward with a couple if knights next to her.
He horse walks slowly towards the great entrance as the opposing army of men begin to stand as soon as they see the young noble woman begin to enter their line of vision.
They stare in awe, her white armor makes her look like an angel sent from above as she continues to move towards them with a calm expression.
They pity the fact that she will die as her beauty captivates their souls.
“they weren’t lying when they said the Artema daughters were beautiful.”
“perhaps before she dies, our master will allow us to have a taste of such a woman.”
The men whisper to themselves as she continues to ride her horse within the ca
