Arya's carriage drove deep into the woods. Though she knew she had delayed her quest, she wasn't bordered. Rather her thoughts kept constantly drifting to the stranger she had just saved.
This quest was a test by her father, King Norman II of the kingdom of Azreal for the position of the crown princess. Since her father had just two daughters with no sons, they each had to fight like men for the crown.
Unlike other kingdoms, where the eldest is given the title, in Azreal, strength, and accomplishments are what determine your position.
She sighed, if it hadn't been because she hated her sister, she wouldn't have bothered to fight for that crown.
" My lady, I think we are deep enough, it shouldn't be difficult to encounter some high-level beasts. But I think we'll meet the intermediate ones more" Jonathan said as he tried to scan the area, squinting his eyes.
