Walking through the bustling medieval marketplace, I saw the crowd part. Princess Astrid strode forward, towering above her guards, her red gown flowing with each powerful step. Her muscular arms were bare, her golden belt gleaming in the sunlight. Long blonde hair cascaded down her back beneath a gold crown. She paused to speak with the townsfolk, her voice strong yet warm. As I caught her eye, she nodded in recognition.

"How are you? Isn't it lovely day today?" she asked, her gaze steady.