The guards stared at the princess in disbelief, except the oldest one. He immediately straightened up, sheathed his sword, and quickly bowed to the princess. The other three kept their swords drawn, earning them the ire of their commanding officer.
Seeing the confusion on the three's faces, the older guard commented; "You idiots! Haven't you heard about the princess who heals the sick? Many have been calling her the Goddess Eir? She healed all of Dragonhorn?! By the gods, read a bloody newspaper!"
The men shrunk back at their commanding officer's reprimand. They'd heard the stories, but it was too akin to a fairytale for them to believe it. Actually looking at the woman before them, they now understood the nickname. Not only was she utterly beautiful, she'd just saved the king's life as well.
