Princess Alexis Conall Aries
She coaxed the horses onward, hearing its whinnies of complaint but pressing it to continue. The travel up the mountains was different than from in the desert: the altitude higher, the air thinner, and the land steeper. Her hair had made the difference more prominent, having expanded to impossible volume. She had attempted to tame it via braiding but even then her mess of hair was slipping out. Alexis pulled the reigns of the horse, causing it to come to a halt. Jumping off, Alexis looked up at the road ahead of them. A few more hours if she went on foot… Her eyes went to the horse who seemed in pain from the long ride. She sighed, turning and leading the horse on. “For god’s sake, you’re a horse, not a donkey.”
Hours later, an hour or two after the time they had set for the meeting, Alexis came up to the wide doors. She received stares and whispers from the guards there. They knew very well who she was. No one could forget that bright red hair. “You’re late.”
“I am well aware of that. Have your Prince meet me in the throne room.”
His lip curved in a sneer at the tone the other was directing him with. “Shall we take your horse?”
Alexis examined the guard before handing him the horse with a smile. The guard took the reigns, nodding at the gates to open. She went inside, following by memory her way to the throne room. ‘Oh, Capricorn, oh, Capricorn. You better still be in there.’
She coaxed the horses onward, hearing its whinnies of complaint but pressing it to continue. The travel up the mountains was different than from in the desert: the altitude higher, the air thinner, and the land steeper. Her hair had made the difference more prominent, having expanded to impossible volume. She had attempted to tame it via braiding but even then her mess of hair was slipping out. Alexis pulled the reigns of the horse, causing it to come to a halt. Jumping off, Alexis looked up at the road ahead of them. A few more hours if she went on foot… Her eyes went to the horse who seemed in pain from the long ride. She sighed, turning and leading the horse on. “For god’s sake, you’re a horse, not a donkey.”
Hours later, an hour or two after the time they had set for the meeting, Alexis came up to the wide doors. She received stares and whispers from the guards there. They knew very well who she was. No one could forget that bright red hair. “You’re late.”
“I am well aware of that. Have your Prince meet me in the throne room.”
His lip curved in a sneer at the tone the other was directing him with. “Shall we take your horse?”
Alexis examined the guard before handing him the horse with a smile. The guard took the reigns, nodding at the gates to open. She went inside, following by memory her way to the throne room. ‘Oh, Capricorn, oh, Capricorn. You better still be in there.’