I lay on my bed, I looked out of my window at the full moon. My kingdom was thought to be long dead, no horse knew I existed. I turned my head towards my door as it opened, my most trusted guard entered.
"Not to be rude your majesty but we have visitors," he said.
"Which ones?" I asked.
"The merchants came with the armour and the weapons," he said.
"Ok tell them to go before I have their heads," I said, he nodded. He closed my door and I looked back at the full moon, I muttered to myself.
"I will make you proud mother," I said.