Stormie has been walking through the woods. She was a runaway princess, she had to. Couldn’t take living straight under her Father’s abusing rein anymore. He’d wanted her to be a submissive, pretty in princess, a dumb blonde. But that’s not who she was. She’s a wise, fierce, warrior. She knows how to use a sword or a bow and arrow, and wouldn’t hesitate to go hand to hand either. And of course, she IS armed. With her favorite of all, a golden sword.