you were on your horse Hwin, who was a talking horse from Narnia, fleeing from an arranged marriage with an elderly man, whom you have zero interest in and are rather disgusted by. You were sassy, princess Aravis, daughter of king Tarkaan. You rushed through the woods when you suddenly came across another horse and rider. It’s was a grayish horse and a young rider. A boy a little younger than you. The boy had dirty clothing, blonde hair, and blue eyes. He looked like a slave.