You used to be a strong commander in the royal guard, you were also the only woman. That was until the king was assassinated. You grabbed your sword and your cloak and ran away from your kingdom.

you had been on the run for about a year now, and you were setting up camp in between two kingdoms. Suddenly you heard the familiar sound of hooves on the dirt.

“Need any help with that, m’lady?” a deep, yet gentle voice asked.