You hear an approaching sound, and Nick's gaze clouds slightly as he
frowns. He releases his arms from your warm body and takes several
steps away, leaving you feeling cold and alone. He raises a hand
against the setting sun to make out the riders coming to them.
"'Tis the palace guards, milady. No reason for you to
worry."
You're so confused you ask angrily, "Of what castle? Where am I?
Who am I?"
He looks at you with a strange expression on his face, unsure of what
to say to your brashness. Slowly he remarks, "You are the
princess, the heir apparent to the throne of Islador. Land of Fair,
Enemy to the Cruel. You live at Penmare Castle by the Dark
River." He glanced at her, "Are you sure you're alright,
milady?"
Knowing of nothing else to do you nod your head involuntarily. The
horses' hoves grow louder as they come closer the the pair, you turn
to Nick and ask one more question before they arrive.
You ask, "Who are you?"