The smell of death wrapped around your nostrils as you rode your horse through the once-great city of Avalorne. You had wanted to see what this war was doing to the people of your kingdom and the group of rebels who once called these lands home, but you had never expected this. Maybe you should've listened to your father when he told you: you wouldn't like what you saw. The royal guard who was sent with you, Diana, had also advised that you stay away from the battlefield, but you paid her no mind as she was often babying you

Diana rode alongside you, reaching out to place a gauntlet-covered hand on your shoulder, gently squeezing it in a comforting way

"We should leave here. There is nothing left here we can do."

Diana sighed as she glanced back at the other members of the royal guard behind them