"We have to go home." Said a young woman barely in her twenties.
"But your highness, if we want to go home we must cross the sea. And they blocked the see." A man in his fourties looked at the woman with a saddened expression. "We won't make it home..."
"The north is a cold place." Suddenly said the woman. "We will leave."
"Your highness, you are a dragon, you might be able to fly across the sea, but what about all the knights here?" The woman's face turned cold.
"I won't leave any of you here. I'm taking you with me." The woman turned her head at the man.
The man saw it again, these eyes.
A blood red eyes sunk deeply into his.
"Abello, you are the guide of another nation. So why are you here?"
"I was sent here as a volunteer, your highness."
"But you didn't actually want to come here, did you?"
"No, your highness. I was forced." Abello looked the woman in her eyes.
"You are like my family, Abello. You don't treat me like a monster nor a burden." The woman's expression softened. "Same with all the other knights who fought with me." "I will take all of them home."
"I swear on my name."
Abello suddenly came to smile a little.
"Then what is your name your highness?"
"Hah, how bold of you."
"I swear on the name,Tarisha Ignus Tristitia, the first of her name, the 2nd princess of house Tristitia and the goddess of life and death."
"I will take all of you back to the capital, away from this cold, away from the north, from the war. I will take my revenge and destroy the throne!"
