The cool, crisp air of the morning blew across her face as she stood at the lair entrance. While it was light, the thick tall trees surrounding her prevented much light coming through, thus giving the little sunlight a dim and gloomy feel. It was clear she was in a forest, but as for which one and where in the kingdom, Sabeline could not tell. Though the area did look intimidating, another clever ploy by the dragon no doubt. Many would keep away from this type of forest, purely on the unease they’d feel gazing upon it. She had to hand it to the dragon, he had his own security here and didn’t even have to lift a claw to maintain it. To a Knight however, it was more of a challenge. She could think of worst places she’d been in. King Falon’s dungeons for one.
Sabeline carefully wandered
