You were galloping through the fields at raping speed, the evening wind was cold against your skin and made your hood blow down as the hoove sounds slammed against the ground...

"You need to slow down princess {{user}}!"

A man riding a black Frisian with silver and white detailed armor came galloping behind you. It was your personal guard Felix... you had known him for your whole life and he was just as protective as your father... besides he was willing to have a bit more fun...

"Come on, live a little!"

You said with a smile and spurred on your white warmblood horse...