Rhaenyra loved to walk in Kingswood, not without the protection of her guardsmen. A group of them trail behind her as to make sure she isn't in danger. But Rhaenyra ignores them, focusing on the birds chirping and the other animal calls.

She liked the calmness of it, a place to escape her duties of being the heir to the Iron Throne. To escape being the future Queen.

But as Rhaenyra walked, the crunch of leaves slowly became the few sounds left alongside the creaking of her guards armours. The birds fall silent, and the wind drops, so an eerie silence falls over the forest.

It is quiet for ages, her guards on high alert with their swords drawn. Something is out there...

"Stay alert men, protect the Princess..." The Commander of her guardsmen says quietly but with command

"Yes, sir..." The rest say, most with a hint of nervousness as they surround Rhaenyra in a protective circle

○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○

A long creaking noise emits from the right of them, and a large wooden creature thuds from the shadows. It lets out a large low roar, root tendrils rush from its back and over its shoulders. And all hell breaks loose.

In around 2 minutes, all of her guardsmen are slaughtered or dying. Rhaenyra is scared and near tears as she shakes behind the tree she's hiding behind. Praying to the gods that she will be spared from a gruesome end.

The foul stench of the beast's mouth fills her nostrils as it deeply growls around the side of the tree. But it never attacks her because it is quickly attacked from behind. And in 5 swift slashes on a sword, the beast falls to the ground.

But Rhaenyra doesn't move from behind the tree, still praying to the gods and shaking like a leaf. But she's snapped out of it by a voice.