October 20, 1345.
Cassidy's Fort,
The Queen's Mound,
Imras.
Prince Hayden of Imras
Hayden loved surprises but surprises that came with good news and not one bringing news of impending doom. And it was do that the surprise came in form of a Princess he was in love with.
If anyone had told him that he'd be seeing Princess Alyn dressed in mens clothes outside his room door, he'd have called the person barking mad. But here she was shivering from the cold holding on to him for dear life.
Still too stunned to speak, he pulled her gently into the room and watched as she walked to pour herself a drink.
Her hands shook as she sipped the strong liquor and stared at the fire that burned brightly in the hearth. She had snuck across the border and the feat had shaken her.
This impending war had caused her to do things and see things that she would never have had to face.
