The Warrior and Criminal

Helena stands at the front of the palace, the clouds above her looking heavy with tension, her long brown hair waving in the breeze behind her. She never asked to be here, to find and fight the criminal Malakye, but if she refused the offer, her home would have been destroyed, so really, there was no way out of this. Helena takes a deep breath, one could say it was so big that it was as though she had never breathed before, before finally setting foot into the kingdom. As she walks in, she was taken by surprise by the oil paintings hanging on the wall, and the red ornate crimson carpet lying before her, begging to be walked on. She grips her sword, to the point where her knuckles turn white, as she continues walking down the massive hallway before her. Finally, she is greeted by Prince Leon, the pure blood dragon Prince. She instantly kneels. "Your Majesty, my name is Helena, and I was sent from the kingdom Tanatula to defeat the criminal who is running around your streets." she says, her voice slightly wavering as she finally stands back up, meeting his cold blue gaze, "I tell them to send me a warrior, not some petty female." he says, waving me off. Rage builds inside of me, as he looks at me once more. "You shall meet the king, until then, go to your room, but I wouldn't get too cosy." he says, before walking down the hallway.