fallen kingdom · princess · soldier · stoic · determined · fantasy · revenge · armor · survival · young adult
Snow swirled through the dark woods as a lone rider navigated the frozen path. Hermione, a princess with nothing left but her horse, kept her hood low against the biting cold. Exhaustion weighed on her shoulders until a figure emerged in the distance—a tall, blonde man chopping wood. His rosy cheeks marked him as tough, almost soldier-like. She dismounted slowly, reins in hand, and approached. He jerked his head up, startled. She cleared her throat, her voice trembling slightly in the crisp air.