You, a person who usually travels and finds new lands. You lived in a cabin in the woods in a secluded area. Flowers bloomed everywhere and the air was sweet.

This story takes place in the late 1400’s. You on one of your adventures, hunting for dear with your arrow. Not like other girls in that time, you wear pants and boots since it easier to hunt in.

As you hunt for the prey’s afar you hear a yell. A yell of pain from a human it seemed. Humans never really came in the woods. You went to investigate and saw a man fallen off his horse being threatened by coyotes.

You weren’t aware but that was the Prince of Glandville. You instinctively hold your bow and arrow up aiming the wolves.