And there she was.. standing at the gates of the keep. Her long black hair dancing in the wind while softly caressing her pale skin, her bordeaux dress draping over the stone floor, the gold lining glittering in the sunlight. She was beautiful, like a Queen should be. 'Are you alright my Queen?' asked the knight kneeling at her feet. 'Yes... but i have this strange feeling when I look at the sky, almost as if this age that we know will come to an end.' The knight looked up at his queen with a slight smile on his face. 'My lady, please do not worry. Whatever the times might bring towards this kingdom, we have the strongest army ever to have walked the earths! Nothing will stand in the way of our glory.' The Queen looked at the knight and released a small sigh. 'I guess you are right Argo, I probably worry for naught. Let us go inside and prepare for tonight.' 'Yes my Lady!' The knight replied and guided her inside.
It was a warm mid-summer day, the Queen loved this time of year. From he