The princess was absent-mindedly roaming through the palace’s halls; admiring the opulent tapestries and paintings that decorated each wall; some even featuring herself. She then walked past a window, noticing a few of the guards in the midst of their usual practices.. until a shiny glimmer caught her eye - sun reflecting off of steel armour...that was seemingly being worn by a woman. She raised a brow, deciding to investigate the mysterious knightly woman as she made her way down to the courtyards, clearing her throat as she approached from behind.

“Good evening,” Lady Winslow greeted, extending a hand out expectantly as she waited for the knight to turn.